Back when I was first on my own
Before I had me a love before playing in a band
At the tender under age
Not old enough to drink but the best age to get drunk
You were all in the world that I had
Just me and my unusual friend

Playing songs to the magic box
'Til through holes in the old rotten roof snowed the cold light of the morning
Back when you, substitute for girls
Surrogate for food and the passer of the time
In the aching dehydrated dawn
With my bruised up heart on the mend
And I'd hold you in my hand
Yeah I'll miss you my unusual friend

I knew that if you stuck around
One weird warm night you'd sneak in my room and kill me
And then float out of my lungs on a breeze
But I'll miss you my unusual friend
'Cause you were all in the world that I had
Yeah I'll miss you my unusual friend

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Writer(s): ERIC D. JOHNSON