I lost my feelings and my senses
But I'll try to buy 'em back
I ask that it was too expensive
Don't know where my moneys at

I've accepted that
I'll never be the way I was
I'll probably never be again
There are things you know that
I never could shake off
Maybe I just need a friend
Maybe I just need a friend
Maybe I just need a friend

And it's cool, we are fools
Confused, we are fools

Forty days to make my way out
Forty nights to fool
We all break up then we get down
What's left to lose?

I've accepted things will never
Be the way they were
They'll probably never be again
There are things you know that
I never could shake off
Maybe I could be your friend
Maybe I could be your friend
Maybe I could be your friend

And it's cool, we are fools
Confused, we are fools

And it's cool, we are fools
Confused, we are fools
And it's cool, we are fools
Confused, we are fools