The Hard Aches
Friendship
Where are you, Mick?
I could really use our friendship
To talk about this big mess
That's making all of us sick

Where are you, Mick?
Sorry I haven't seen you though I've planned to
I always bail when we've planned to
I ain't been feeling much myself

I guess it's that time of year again
When it's cold and we all act depressed
I haven't felt this grey or desperate
Since I got healthier and quit the bullsh*t
I'm not better I'm just better at pretending
I've found this love that's worth me supporting
And you're on the other end
Self-destructing like before

Where are you, Mick?
I could really use our friendship
To talk about this big mess
That's making all of us sick

Everything I had is gone but I don't feel alone
Everything I had is gone but I don't feel alone
Everything I had is gone but I don't feel alone
Everything I had is gone but I don't feel alone