Reality used to be
a friend of mine
Reality used to be
a friend of mine
Maybe "why?" is the
question that's on you mind
But reality used to be
a friend of mine
Reality used to be
a friend of mine
Reality used to be
a friend of mine
Please don't ask me
'cause I don't know why
but reality used to be
a friend of mine
I used to be
friends with reality
She used to be a
pal real close to me
But she tried to hide
from me what was in store
Tried to house me but
a house has doors
I was insane and
the picture was crazy
So the relevance here
seems to be a bit hazy
But I tried to explain
this in the simplest terms
But she let the cross burn
and it was my turn to say
"The roses are red
and violets are blue,j
and things are gonna
stay that way, too"
And I was the nut to
believe all of this
I figured life would
just hand me bliss
Now I have to worry
about certain doom
Or will I be here
tomorrow afternoon
Now ask me about the future.
Reality used to be
a friend of mine
Reality used to be
a friend of mine
Maybe "why?" is the
question that's on you mind
But reality used to be
a friend of mine
Reality used to be
a friend of mine.
Reality used to be
a friend of mine
Please don't ask me
'cause I don't know why
but reality used to be
a friend of mine
I remember Sandy
gave me a hand.
Now I'm known as
the maniac man
Looking and searching
for a shred of proof
Knowing any time
this world could go poof
Now what might happen
without me knowin
That's why I find myself
always tip-tip toeing
She tried to let prophecy
sneak yp on me
But I woke up, I told her
"Yo step off me"
What you wnat me to do?
You want me to sweat blood
And hang up on your strings
like a marionette does?
Go to the PM on the dock
of the bay, sit
You need a clue
Go back to the basics
She needs to learn her ABC's
Her and I sail on
different seas
She sees different from
what I sees
{Do you believe? Hell no}
Reality used to be
a friend of mine
Reality used to be
a friend of mine
Maybe "why?" is the
question that's on you mind
But reality used to be
a friend of mine
Reality used to be
a friend of mine.
Reality used to be
a friend of mine
Please don't ask me
'cause I don't know why
but reality used to be
a friend of mine
I lost touch with reality
I keep it as far as I can
from Prince Be
I just didn't run
with the way she flowed
To where I just said
"Yo, I gots to go"
But my heart wasn't
ill or mad at her
I just chose to laugh at her
And disragard everything
she tells me
Believe in her and
she's happy and healthy
What is real a posotive plane
Reality and life are
no the same
as to her equivalent to
what is real
She doesn't appeal
to how I feel
Maybe I should try
transchanneling her
(Prince, you're taking
this trip to far)
OK, fine, nevermind
But reality used to be
a friend of min
Reality used to be
a friend of mine
Reality used to be
a friend of mine
Maybe "why?" is the
question that's on you mind
But reality used to be
a friend of mine
Reality used to be
a friend of mine.
Reality used to be
a friend of mine
Please don't ask me
'cause I don't know why
but reality used to be
a friend of mine
<Interlude>
Chase the blues away
Take your mind off reality
and leave her alone
Chase the blues away
Take your mind off reality
and leave her alone
Chase the blues away
Take your mind off reality
and leave her alone
Chase the blues away
Take your mind off reality
and leave her alone
Chase the blues away
Take your mind off reality
and leave her alone
Chase the blues away
Take your mind off reality
and leave her alone
Chase the blues away
Take your mind off reality
and leave her alone
Chase the blues away
Take your mind off reality
and leave her alone
Chase the blues away
Take your mind off reality
and leave her alone
Chase the blues away
Take your mind off reality
and leave her alone