I’ve got no time on my hands
I mean that to a degree
Not as strange as it was once thought
Thankful all my friends with remorse
You drove your car in the sea
Looking for something to believe
I had no time to refuse a feeling
Thankful all my friends with remorse
Thankful all my friends with remorse
Ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh, ah, ah
Ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh, ah, ah
Should this start over again
When there’s nothing I can defend
You save the cards I will never send out
Thankful all my friends with remorse
I’ve got no time on my hands
I hope that it won’t stay that way
So take your head off of your old ceiling
Thankful all my friends with remorse
Thankful all my friends with remorse
Ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh, ah, ah
Ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh, ah, ah
Thankful all my friends with remorse
Thankful all my friends with remorse
Thankful all my friends with remorse
Thankful all my friends with remorse
Thankful all my friends with remorse
Thankful all my friends with remorse (Ahh, ahh)
Thankful all my friends with remorse (Ahh, ahh, ah, ah)
Thankful all my friends with remorse (Ahh, ahh)
Thankful all my friends with remorse (Ahh, ahh, ah, ah)