(Verse 1) He was my best friend, I tried to help him, But he traded everything, for suffering, And found himself alone. I watched the lying, turn into hiding, With scars on both his lips, his fingertips... Were melted to the bone.
(Chorus) But I can still remember what his face looked like, When I found him in an alley in the middle of the night. Tell me what you know Tell me what you've gone and done now Tell me what you know Tell me what you've gone and done now A gun would do the trick To get it over with You're better off To take all that you got and burn it on the spot, Just to get high-igh, igh, igh (high-igh, igh, igh).
(Verse 2) Three days no sleeping, he gave up eating, He sold his mother's rings, she said nothing, And pretended not to know... He started stealing, to supply the feeling, Found out he pulled a knife, on someone's wife... And held it to her throat.
(Extended Chorus) But I can still remember what his face looked like, When I found him in an alley in the middle of the night Tell me what you know Tell me what you've gone and done now Tell me what you know Tell me what you've gone and done now A gun would do the trick To get it over with You're better off To take all that you got and burn it on the spot, Just to get high-igh, igh, igh (high-igh, igh, igh).
Tell me what you did Where you got it hid Show me Is what you really want Watching what you've got? Slowly Circling the drain Throw it all away Just to get high-igh, igh, igh (high-igh, igh, igh). High-igh, igh...oooooh!
Tell me what you know Tell me what you've gone and done now Tell me what you know Tell me what you've gone and done now A gun would do the trick To get it over with You're better off To take all that you've got and burn it on the spot, Just to get high-igh, igh, igh (high-igh, igh, igh).
Tell me what did Where you got it hid Show me Is what you really want Watching what you've got? Slowly Circling drain Throw it all away Just to get high-igh, igh, igh, igh
Just to get high-igh, igh, igh, igh Circling the drain Throw it all away Just to get high-igh, igh, igh, igh.
Compositor: Chad Robert Turton (SOCAN)Editores: Arm Your Dillo Publishing Inc (SOCAN), Warner-tamerlane Publishing Co (BMI)Publicado em 2008 e lançado em 2008 (18/Nov)ECAD verificado obra #2971947 e fonograma #2291611 em 25/Out/2024 com dados da UBEM