Seems you're playing a game
It's just a matter of time
My traveling friend
My traveling friend
I'm told it all sounds well and fine
But your heartbeat in my head
We're nowhere near prepared
There's proof in the sky
When I found out you were dead
And a photograph of
'Cause if assholes could fly
And I now have nothing
It seems you're playing a game
Talking in circles
There's no way of knowing
If the chip on your shoulder should fall to your chest
Never see you again
Would take miracle workers
But your heartbeat in my head
'Cause it's already showing
This place would be busier than O'Hare
And can you explain this mess?
That we all go away to a better place
When I found out I'd
And I became nothing
To get them off the hook
It's as thick as our skulls yet it's thinner than air
'Cause if assholes could fly
Where you only know how to take out the best
This place would be busier than O'Hare
When I found out I'd
It's as thick as our skulls yet it's thinner than air
And I became nothing
But without you around I feel nothing but cold
And I now have nothing
So what the hell is your name
And I now have nothing
And all the time they took
And a photograph of
But your heartbeat in my head
My traveling friend
When I found out you were dead
I have something to say
There's proof in the sky
And a photograph of
Why don't they just admit they're scared
'Cause if you don't then it won't be in peace that you rest
Get it off right away
Where you only know how to take out the best
