more ****, less friends-Saint Harison

Silly me
To not tie up old odds and ends Who knows why it happens Every now and then
I’ll make a dinner
And nobody will attend
Now I’ve got more ****
Less friends
More ****
Less friends
Ain’t it funny
There’s just so many thoughts that we hide Like our fear of
Dying
No
I don’t drink at party’s Oh I just pretend Now I’ve got
More ****
Less friends