Well this place just ain't got right air right now
And we we're done, done, done
While our feet clung tight to the ground
But we were all still just dumb, dumb, dumber
With all the circ-circ-circlin' round
Like black Cadillacs outside a funeral
Well wings on flames, kings with no names
We were playin' even had a set of rules
Like black Cadillacs outside a funeral
I didn't lie and I ain't sayin' I told the whole truth
Well I should put you in the ground
Meant more to me than they ever could you
That we've never been to and it's true
That the clouds just hung around
I didn't die and I ain't complainin' I ain't blamin' you
I didn't know that the words you said to me
Well you should run 'round yourself right now
Well, I was done, done, done
We were laughing at the stars
I could say to myself
With all the fuck, fuck, fuckin' around
We named our children after towns
That the clouds hung around
And we were done, done, done
I've got the words but I can't speak
You were true to no one else
You were so all over town but still so Crayola brown
I got the days, I got the weeks
So many verbs and nouns
Than the dirt, dirt, dirt on the ground
You were so true to yourself
I didn't know that this game
I've got the time, I got the hours
So pleased with ourselves for using
