Keaton Henson Keaton Henson - f.r.i.e.n.d.s

What you've managed is to cheapen everything I've done
And don't pretend to know what I've been through, son
And these days grievances come through my open door,
Guess that's what friends are for.
I guess that's what friends are for.

Can you not leave me alone?
Can you not leave me alone
Can you not leave me alone

All I ever wanted was to stay at home,
Resting in a dirty bed on brittle bones.
But lately I've been feeling like that can't come true
In the company of you, in the company of you.

Can you not leave me alone?
Can you not leave me alone
Can you not leave me alone

I was once a careless lover,
Now I live most under cover.
Hateful, yes, but always somber.
We might not be here for much longer.
We might not be here for much longer.