Texty: John Prine. Common Sense. My Own Best Friend.

I'm beginning to like you
But, you know that ain't right
'Cause you'll just twist and twist and twist
Till I'm all crooked inside

You'll take all you gave me
Like it never was there
And I think that I might, no, I know
Yes, I will help you there

'Cause, I've done it before and I'd do it again
'Cause it's the only time
That makes me feel like I'm
My own best friend

I'm a victim of friction, I got too close to see
Yeah, we sparked in the dark and God hung a light on me
The lamp gets real heavy, it hangs from my heart
And it comes and it goes till I can't tell the difference apart

But I've done it before and I'd do it again
'Cause it's the only time
That makes me feel like I'm
My own best friend

So many people say, it will never work out that way
You can't stand the heat
While you're watching your heart
Just melt away in the basement on a rainy day

There's motel in Shreveport
Don't ask me where, please
They check in, they check out
By the light of the color T.V.s

The maid calls you honey
She makes your bed slow
And she speaks, of the sheets that don't fit
But you know that she knows

I've done it before and I'd do it again
'Cause it's the only time
That makes me feel like I'm
My own best friend, my own best friend
My own best friend, my own best friend