What could they've been thinking of? I saw 'em heading out that morning I guess I'll never know why I didn't mean nothing by it Gave 'em the finger when they waved goodbye
Adam lives in theory tryin' to turn stone into bread Masquerading like he's got it figured out Cut off from the sunshine, only smart in his own head Leaving
they locked Big Rich up I know, but same time I'm quick to forget I'm 'bout to roll me up a blunt with my list of regrets Burn it all, burn it all, I'
a hole right to the wind You're burning up with desire to go Your touch has a finger of the cold north wind oh I know it's all over goodbye But I know
couch, watching Springer and getting head Dreaming about a better time, better place, better life Looking for that quick fix, and tweeking all night Just killing time Kiss that world goodbye
I watched the sun come up on Portland I waved goodbye to all my friends I packed my car and headed to L.A. I gave away all my loose ends Somebody said
man is back on my phone calling me up To see if Im home. Well Im home in heart and Im home in head. Sometimes I feel I'd be better off dead goodbye.
the crayon get dull in her hand While she just colours her big brother and mother and dad There's no telling what really goes on in her little head Wish
You slipped off your wedding band And tucked it deep inside my hand Forced a smile and headed towards the door And as you walked out, I heard you say "
prove to you it's not a waste and this is not our last goodbye those other thrills cause i've got a better place to go been out of my head, you'
gettin' bent 'Cause nights is trife And it's chllin' like a villian executin' his killin' but there's no blood spillin' And it's just as illin', prefer for head
started going off Rubbed my head with my arm, it was the crack of dawn I'm late for work and I'm really just hating my job I kissed my wife goodbye and
said and done The forgotten son This city's buried in defeat I walk along these no-name streets Wave goodbye to all As I fall At the dead-end I begin To burn
I'm shootive collective photo but small, fat, bald headed technologist be insane. ' Let's milk it shall we? 'On two concert, I'm shootive collective photo, but such small, fat, bald headed
because he said goodbye Oh, ahh ahh ahh No don't cry Oh blue angel, have no fear Brush away lonely teardrops Hey hey, whoa whoa Well, love's precious flame can just burn
Pistolero Look around you.your son has set in the sky. Oh Pistolero I found you, kiss Maria tell Maria goodbye. Pistolero Pistolero, lay your head down
getting by Slow burn, wrong turn, never seeing eye to eye With every word unsaid, humming in our heads Waiting till the light turned red at Chorus: Sunrise goodbye
the man that you have to be Changes his mind over heart Over head over heels, I can feel goodbye But I'll always be All over you I'll burn upon your