Carriage

I heard what makes a good friend (what is it?)
It's every so often checking in on your bad habits
What if they don't know?
A friend will sense it (please, call)

Anytime you want it (and when my emotions run wild)
My brain becomes a carriage being pulled by wild horses
In my heart, in my brain, I never mean no harm
My brain becomes a carriage being pulled by wild horses

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah