Friends and Lovers

I'm a ne'er-do-well, runnin' out of black gold It's high time I pulled over and walked around for a while I've seen that porcelain shell, your exoskeleton And I feel like we'd walk well together Because in the end We are friends and lovers If asked of me, I would gobble them to bits The things that wall us off from where we belong What's wrong with you is good for what's wrong with me And I think maybe we should stick together Because in the end We are friends and lovers We are friends and lovers Abandon all the bones we've got to pick They'll only weigh us down, and we're better than that If they all throw stones, start a collection Of everything we're not and won't be 'Cause you should never have to defend (never have to defend) Being friends and lovers Being friends and lovers Oh, being friends and lovers