I’ve got friends in all the wrong places
every ____’s* full of more empty faces
but I know that if you ever knew the real me
well
you’d swear I never existed at all

But it’s too much, too late
we’ll never get sober
so let’s go and get plastered all over
the walls
the world is ours ’till it ends
As 10,000 voices scream
“Sure, but at least you got friends”

So tell me, my friends, if I go tomorrow
(I’ve got friends in all the wrong places)
Would you make a new life to beg, steal or borrow?
(I want to vanish without any traces)
See the parade of others dressed just like me
Telling you I never existed at all

But it’s too much, too late
we’ll never get sober
so let’s go and get plastered all over
the walls
the world, is ours ’till it ends
As 10,000 voices scream louder and louder
It’s too much too late
We’ll never get sober
so let’s go and get plastered all over
the walls
the world, is ours ’till it ends
As 10,000 voices scream
sure but at least you got friends

got just what we wanted
made you what we wanted
well I just can’t take this
I thought I could take this
apart
in my head getting louder and louder
and louder and louder again

*this homonym left intentionally blank