Baby come on we're sick of this conversation but we can all pretend to sing a song about what you call friends. Moves like the moon, smells like a roman candle falling on your friend. There's a name for following people, I know, on an ad for an angel camp next door sorry you can't come along it seems like you're giving it all you've got you are not disillusion is strong you have this illusion that love is around you but you are wrong. Turn yourself into a superstar dance upon your car. Dance until you dance until you're gone light indicating on. Build a roller coaster in your yard...send your best friend spinning.