Back when I was first on my own
Before I had me a love, before playing in a band
At the tender underage
Not old enough to drink, but the best age to get drunk
You were only the world that I had
Just me and my unusual friend
Playing songs to the magic box
Till the holes in the old rotten roof
Snowed the cold light of morning
Back when you substituted for girls
Surrogate for food and the passer of the time
In the aching dehydrated dawn
With my bruised-up heart on the mend
I'd hold you in my hand
Yeah, I miss you, my unusual friend
I knew that if you stuck around
One weird warm night, you'd sneak in my room and kill
And then float out, belongs on a breeze
I'll miss you, my unusual friend
'Cause you were only the world that I had
Yeah I'll miss you, my unusual friend
My Unusual Friend was written by Eric D. Johnson.
My Unusual Friend was produced by Graeme Gibson.