Cato play with my head
I won't know the difference
if we're living in the novelist
or substition
oh-oh-oh
cato mess with my concepts,
my inner vision
like a strobing light
please confuse my every decision
i can't even pretend
that you are my friend
what has happened to you and i
and don't say that i have changed
cause man, of course i have
are you far too depressed now
even to answer the phone
i guess you just want to
shave your head
have a drink
and be left alone-
is that too much to ask?