Cato, play with my head
I won't know the difference
if we're living in the novelist or statistician
ooo-ooo-ooo
Cato, mess with my concepts
my innervision
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
Taken from AlbumSongAndLyrics.comIs that too much to ask?