Lyrics:

I wanna get you high



But I'm gonna make you cry



You'll hate me, and you'll miss me when I'm gone



It's been a little dry



But still I'm gonna try



You'll miss the stuff I get when you are gone







And it's a shame, and I'm to blame



Its gonna end, we won't be friends



And when it's past, you'll have had a blast



And I'll be happy for you



And for me, too







I see you touch your hip



I see you bite your lip



I'll miss it, when you get to movin' on



And when I trip



On them girly strips,



They'll be just like you, or any other one







And it's a shame, and I'm to blame



It's gonna end, we won't be friends



And when it's past, you'll have had a blast



And I'll be happy for you



And for me, too







I wanna just pretend



But I know in the end



That I will never win like this again



But if I have to choose



I think I'd rather lose



The easy way has always been my friend







And it's a shame, and I'm to blame



It's gonna end, we won't be friends



And when it's past, you'll have had a blast



And I'll be happy for you



And for me, too