Contempt for all, a vocabulary vow
Sifting ash, can't see in from out
First to know, quick to criticize
Blow by blow, cutting boxer eyes

That's not the way
That's not the way to make
That's not the way to make friends

Contempt for love and everything you’ve drowned
I know these words can be turned around
I know you think politeness is what I need
Well I don't, but it might as well have been

That's not the way
That's not the way to make
That's not the way to make friends

That's not the way
That's not the way to make
That's not the way to make friends