Trading in Your Friends for a Black T-Shirt and a Scowl

Is it wishful thinking to think that we could get along?
No one wanted it to be this way
Stop me if you think i'm wrong
Opinions and politics don't make the world go 'round
But you can't seem to see past them
Between chat room threats and dirty looks
It's a wonder we haven't killed each other off
But you lose your friends can you tell me what that's worth
Because my friends mean so to me
And i wonder what they mean to you
As bad as you treat everyone
And what do you get
Tell me, what do you get
Is it wishful thinking to think that we could get along?
No one wanted it to be this way
Stop me if you think i'm wrong