One I've told so many times before
You're drunk, like I wish I was
Passed out now, naked on the floor
And I wonder what it is you were singing
Not so long ago in the car
You sang when you were happy
All those years, so long ago
Hell, I even wrote this song about you
I'm lonely, in my messed up way
I guess broken things like me will never change
And I'll miss you, before you're even gone
Just listen to the words of this song
Knowing what I've done is for the better
I'll wake up and carry on
Even god himself can't keep me on the ground
It's simple, learning to escape
This place when the city gets too loud
The new years, they all shout my name
As if they know the war inside my mind
My new fears, they all sound the same
Like a simple song so real it makes you cry
And I wonder what it is you were writing
Not so long ago, on your arm
A tattoo in cursive, written all in black
Oh, pretty girls, they don't look back
To lead me in a hole like I deserve
Just stay with me through the night
A little science fiction never hurt
I watched you thumb through my records
The Dylans, The Presleys, The Fire
You looked up at me and said,
"Boy, don't you know the music's dead?
They killed it off with all of us,
And kept the lies instead."
Oh, I'm still just trying to forget
"Boy, don't you know the music's dead?"
No, I won't believe the music's dead