Apr 25, 2007 19:32
Guess what I'm done
Writing you songs
You'll give up your job at the bank
Proving money's not fun when you're gone
So this is the first verse
It's not very long
But I'm ready to move on
Guess what I'm done
Writing your book
The ending got twisted around
But for all the hell that it took
The electrical wires
They'll hum in the walls
In the room that I rent now without you
I've got friends who
La La Lie
Will help me pull through
La La Lie
La La La Lie
The spaceman that can't get high
Yeah yeah yeah
That's right
So guess what I'm done
Drawing your pictures
I'm dulling the day with a drink
In a parking garage by the theatre
We met for a movie
Every scene was a sign
We made out through their meaning
Well I've got friends who
La La Lie
Will help me pull through
La La Lie
La La La Lie
The spaceman that can't get high
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Guess what I'm done
Writing you songs
I'm far too unstable to settle
I doubt that the doctors are wrong
So I'll wait by a palm tree, a palm tree, a palm tree
Well I've got friends
La La Lie
To help me pull through
La La Lie
La La La Lie
The spaceman that can't get high
Well I've got friends who
La La Lie
Will help me pull through
La La Lie
This song for a long goodbye
This song for a long goodbye
You knew me better then anyone else
You should have known I wouldn't stand
for it much longer. You'll always be
a mistake now, a chunk of my heart thats
never going to heal. It's too late to try.
Im over it, im done with it, ive washed my
hands of it.