My Best Friend

He’s supposed to be
My best friend
Oh won’t you recognize that
And play the part for real
Don’t pretend
You don’t remember your lines
Don’t remove
Your heart and your mind
From your body
He’s supposed to be
All made up
Can you imagine the thought?
Sitting way up high
Pulling strings
Calling the shots
Making moves
Before you think the thought
Life’s supposed to be
Rational
At least the serious part
And stick to all the rules
Don’t pretend
You don’t remember this part
Don’t forget
You’re dealing with my heart
See what happens?
See what’s done?
When you leave me all alone…