Must be exhausting to lose your Rogaine

The story:

In middle school, I (shamefully) listened to
Evanescence. My friends (reasonably) did not.
On a road trip to the grand canyon at that
time, it came to be my turn to DJ, and I chose
this song. I knew the lyrics, but when my
friends misheard it as written here, they
seized the opportunity and jovially screamed
the wrong lyrics every time the song came on
from that point forward. Now, years later, I
can confidently say that they turned a s**tty
song into a stupendous one, and I will always
be grateful for that.