MOG

So pleased with ourselves for using

You were so true to yourself
That the clouds just hung around
We were playin' even had a set of rules
We named our children after towns
I could say to myself
Well this place just ain't got right air right now

And we were done, done, done
I didn't know that the words you said to me
Well I should put you in the ground

We were laughing at the stars
Well wings on flames, kings with no names
Meant more to me than they ever could you
With all the circ-circ-circlin' round
But we were all still just dumb, dumb, dumber
That we've never been to and it's true

I didn't die and I ain't complainin' I ain't blamin' you
And we we're done, done, done
I got the days, I got the weeks
I've got the words but I can't speak
You were so all over town but still so Crayola brown
I didn't know that this game
Like black Cadillacs outside a funeral
Well you should run 'round yourself right now
So many verbs and nouns
With all the fuck, fuck, fuckin' around

While our feet clung tight to the ground
That the clouds hung around
Than the dirt, dirt, dirt on the ground

Well, I was done, done, done
You were true to no one else

I've got the time, I got the hours
Like black Cadillacs outside a funeral
I didn't lie and I ain't sayin' I told the whole truth