I hate my friends
That pony holy rolling girlfriend
The money she wears in her teeth
I hate my friends
Let me say it again
Now I sit here
I want a halo for my baby
Now all that I'm dreaming is true
It's why I hate my friends
I've been thinking it through
Nothing is true
But if you want to squawk I'll listen
And we can talk about the master
And what it takes to believe
And why I hate my friends
It's why I hate my friends
Oh, I'm a fisher of men
And I ain't got time for a season of sin
I only see your face in pictures
It's all that I want in this world
It's why I hate my friends
Oh, I'm a fisher of men
And I ain't got time for a season of sin