And its true we named our children
after towns that weve never been to.
And its true that the clouds just hung around
like black Cadillacs outside a funeral.
And we were done, done, done
with all the fuck, fuck, fuckin around.
You were so true to yourself.
You were true to no one else.
Well I should put you in the ground.
Ive got the time, I got the hours,
I got the days, I got the weeks.
I could say to myself
Ive got the words but I cant speak.
Well I was done, done, done
with all the circ, circ, circlin round.
I didnt die and I aint complainin.
I aint blamin you.
I didnt know that the words you said to me
meant more to me than they ever could you?
I didnt lie and I aint sayin
I told the whole truth.
I didnt know that this game we were playin
even had a set of rules.
We named our children after towns
that weve never been to.
And its true that the clouds just hunger around
like black Cadillacs outside a funeral.
And we were laughing at the stars
while our feet clung tight to the ground.
So pleased with ourselves
for using so many verbs and nouns.
But we were all still just dumb, dumb, dumber
than the dirt, dirt, dirt on the ground.
Well wings on flames, kings with no names,
well this place just aint got right air right now.
You were so all over town but still so Crayola brown.
Well you should run round yourself right now.
And we were done, done, done
with all the fuck, fuck, fuckin around.
Circlin round.
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