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The Dead Weather

Are 'Friends' Electric?

It's cold outside

And the paint's peeling off of my walls

There's a man outside

In a long coat, grey hat, smoking a cigarette

Now the light fades out

And I wonder what I'm doing in a room like this

There's a knock on the door

And just for a second I thought I remembered you

So now I'm alone

Now I can think for myself

About little deals and issues

And things that I just don't understand

A white lie that night

Or a sly touch at times

I don't think it mean anything to you

So I open the door

It's the friend that I'd left in the hallway

'Please sit down'

A candlelit shadow on a wall near the bed

You know I hate to ask

But are 'friends' electric?

Only mine's broke down

And now I've no-one to love

So I found out your reasons

For the phone calls and smiles

And it hurts and I'm lonely

And I should never have tried

And I missed you tonight

So it's time to leave

You see it meant everything to me