My Friend Hates Me

My friend hates me
And I don't know why
We used to be super tight

I don't owe him money
Never touched his wife
But something isn't right

Maybe I was a problem
Maybe he's just a freak
I'm tryin' to put it behind me
But I wish we could speak
Yeah yeah yeah

Doo, doo-doo, doo
Doo, doo-doo, doo, doo

My friend hates me
And I don't know why
We used to share all our dope

Played the same music
Hated everyone else
But now I'm losin' hope

Did I stop bein' funny
Did I get kinda cheap
Did I start to get boring
I'm losin' sleep
Yeah yeah

Gotta get
Gotta get my friend back
Gotta get
Gotta get my friend back
Gotta get
Gotta get my friend back
Gotta get
Gotta get my friend back

My friend hates me
And I don't know why
I gotta say it really sucks

He used to call me Jimi Christ Superstar
Now he won't call P. Hux

Maybe I'm just a loser
Loser
Maybe he's back on drugs
Maybe I was an asshole
Loser
Maybe he needs a hug
Yeah yeah

Gotta get
Gotta get my friend back
Gotta get
Gotta get my friend back
Gotta get
Gotta get my friend back

Gonna get
Gonna get my friend back
Gonna get
Gonna get my friend back

My friend hates me
And I don't know why

Maybe he's back on drugs

My friend hates me
And I don't know why

Maybe he needs a hug

My friend hates me
And I don't know why

Gonna get my friend back
Gonna get

Gonna get
Gonna get my friend back

Doo, doo-doo, doo, doo
Doo

Written by Parthenon Huxley
© Parthenon Huxley Music (BMI)
Transcribed by J. Son