We Don't Need a Friend

We don't need to get inside these broken highways
we don't need a friend
we don't need to get up from a heated arms race
we don't need a friend

Home is where you give up all your love as always
Home is where you put your dreams in drawers for someday
Home is where you tend to sick and dirty hallways
Home is where you give up all the love you don't own

We raised up in bitter ends and barren gardens
we don't need a friend
We yell out in colored tones from golden throne rooms
we don't need a friend

Home is where you give up all your love as always
Home is where you put your dreams in drawers for someday
Home is where you tend to sick and dirty hallways
Home is where you give up all the love you don't own