At the Drive In Follow

I had a friend who died for something he really loved
I had a friend who stood for none of the above
I had a friend whose experience was riddled with scars
Who got drunk one night in the trunk of Louie P's car

I had a friend who'd love to scare you as was his affections
And tremble you did 'cause you weren't worthy of his friendship
I had a friend but now he's stranded on the Mesa st. exit
And sometimes I'm jealous 'cause I'm still at the intersection

I had a friend whose heart was too heavy to hold
Yes there's blood on the median like a boat without oars

Duct tape the cross on the brown colored box
Single file line on the unpaved road
They tipped their hats, respect for the dead
In Juarez, Mexico, where they buried my friend

There are no words to express the loss I feel since you've been away
You made this typical sad song a physical classroom
Where I learned nothing just flashes of your face
Just flashes of your face and my solution is

It's all a facade
It's all a facade
It's all a facade

And nothing really matters now
And nothing really matters now

And nothing really matters now

He's stranded somewhere on the Mesa St. exit
And sometimes I'm jealous waiting at the intersection

His heart was too heavy to hold
Yes there's blood on the median
Like a boat without oars
I had a friend who's heart was too heavy to hold

Too heavy to hold and it's so heavy to hold
Yes, there's blood on median
Like a boat without oars
Like a boat, without oars

It's all a facade
It's all a facade
It's all a facade

And nothing really matters now
And nothing really matters now
And nothing really matters now
And nothing really matters now

He's stranded somewhere on the Mesa St. exit
And sometimes I'm jealous waiting at the intersection

I had a friend who died for something he really loved
I had a friend who stood for none of the above
I had a friend whose experience was riddled with scars