Lagwagon - Demented Rumors

Let me get this straight: your buddy died,
Tuesday, right? But today is Saturday
and I saw him last night. No,
I wasn't seeing things and I wasn't drunk.
I can't believe you just laughed—
that's fucked. Some you call your friends
show no remorse in the end; they laugh at you
when you're spent. So often the rumors
too little to take but a lot more in time: demented rumors
and everything's changed. Demented rumors, the lies of the friends.
So I went calling for the end; I'm feeling tired,
I can't hide—I'm suffering the one.
Why oh why did he die? All the dismay,
chance of a life. Demented rumors and
everything's changed. Demented rumors.
I stayed up last night for a friend I thought
I'd never see again because you called me up
and said he's dead. How can you speak
before you think about what you're saying?
How can you say these things?
You say it's your sense of humor?
Who's gonna laugh when you're gone?
Who's gonna cry when you're gone? Who's gonna cry...