I had a friend, his name was John
I made him up but he is gone
He was too frail, essentially
Too immature, too much like me
I'm in a place I don't belong
I write sad stories, an occasional song
But it's only scraps, it's only crumbs
It's only waiting until she comes
And I don't think that I should be alone
I do not think I should be left alone
In times like these
I need a friend, someone to hold
Not just a mouth, I need a soul
Somebody pleas, first time I asked
Last time I ask, I need a friend
And I don't think that I should be alone
I do not think I should be left alone
You don't think that I should be with you?
You don't think that I don't think that too?
(In times like these)
So you gonna be better now?
(Please)
So you gonna stop your playing now?
(Easy now)
Are you gonna take better care?
(On your knees)
Will you follow her anywhere?