Nothing seems to be happening Except the shit from your world A desert walk and a sandstorm A ball of debt in my phone
I know you're happy And that's lovely It won't keep me Complete
And I saw us In twenty years time In the Midwest You in your best dress
A little older than before To see you now, such a joy But when I'm close, can't fight my heart You talk of him and I just die
I know you're happy And that's lovely It won't keep me Complete
Oh, and I saw us In twenty years time In the Midwest With you in your best dress
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Just let me make this guy See me go appreciate you I know you'll realize that soon It's the allergies, isn't that great news? Take over my dead head blues
My dead head blues, oh My dead head blues, oh My dead head blues, oh Take over my dead