I met your mother I heard she was sick I met your sister Drunk off religion. I met your father He stopped begging us to quit. I met your brother I heard he was proud proud proud But proud of what? All my friends They are memories now All my friends my friends. I met ex lovers they said to quit calling. I met you in the morning On the way to work we switched places But now you've changed. now we're the same And now my frame slept where I changed. I met myself dark and pale. Dead from the neglect. All my friends They are memories now. All these clocks have it in for me now. All those girls got rid of me now. All my friends they are memories now. All these clocks count infinity now. All these girls got rid of me now. All these wounds I deserve.