oh mr. pit, mr. pit, mr. pitiful
who let you down?
you still don’t believe and your grievances show
when your soapbox unfolds
but please come down from that cloud you’re sitting on
i don’t expect you to admit that you were wrong
i just want to know how you’ve been
it don’t make me feel bad that we’re still friends
mulling it over in my bed
i hope that you see through your picket
i hope that you see through your big yard and white picket fence
to make amends
and still be friends, still be my friend
so where did you go while i was out?
well i don’t believe everything i see
and if you don’t like the movie then quit acting
but please come down from that cloud you’re sitting on
i don’t expect you to admit that you were wrong
i just want to know how you’ve been
it don’t make me feel bad that we’re still friends
mulling it over in my bed
i hope that you see through your picket
i hope that you see through your big yard and white picket fence
to make amends
and still be friends, still be friends
still be my friend
