Sex, death and the infinite void The very thoughts we're taught to avoid I breathe them out as you breathe them in My rent-a-heart is overdue I'm such a disappointment to you We're 30 now, we should have thought this through And at night, we get so drunk We try to feel nothing at all and All my friends All my friends All my friends hurt All my friends All my friends All my friends hurt Each day I awake to the death of a dream That I won't mourn, loss becomes routine I'm breathing in to count to ten My confidant, my dearest friend I watched you grow as you watched me bend Then cried myself to sleep again Now you drift in this reality You lost your way, somewhere with me and All my friends All my friends All my friends hurt All my friends All my friends All my friends hurt Getting high has got us all so low Getting high has got us all so low I'm so sorry if I failed you You know I love you so All my friends All my friends All my friends hurt All my friends All my friends All my friends hurt