'Cause I know this whole crazy ride's in your hands Hello, it's been too long My fault I haven't called Thank you for picking up the phone I've been swimming around Trying hard not to drown Waiting on my life calling to sound And I'm hangin' on best as I

When the clouds kiss your eye Shadows stain on the high-rise Raise your thumb to the sky All good things come with time When you know then you'll know We've been through hell. Sewn up our eyes Found fuel in meds. Viewed through the narrow Encouraged fear

Some things never change Letting the day in "Hello, how ya been?" "Thank you, come again!" Jenna! What's the special pie today? Uh, deep shit blueberry bacon

How the hell does a broken heart Teach itself to start Beating again ba ba ba ba Get back together when it's torn apart Don't you think it was hard? I didn't even say that you died But it wouldn't have been such a lie 'Cause then I started to cry Ba ba

Oh, through! Well, she was standing in the bar I said, "Hello, how do you do?" She handed me a beer with a kangaroo She spoke of places I had never been That she had traveled to And we slow danced along to faster tunes And I made her laugh, I made a pass

We didn't start the fire It was always burning Since the world's been turning No we didn't light it But we tried to fight it Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnnie Ray South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe DiMaggio Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon,

'Cause I know this whole crazy ride's in your hands Hello, it's been too long My fault I haven't called Thank you for picking up the phone I've been swimming around Trying hard not to drown Waiting on my life calling to sound And I'm hangin' on best as I

One more time Here we go again I've been there before That there's no, no way to win She'll break my heart again I'll play the part again He's back in town again I'll take him back again The phone will ring again

We can't wait to bake, hell yeah At my bake sale Laughin' off this drank, hell yeah All day, hell yeah We've been countin' cake, hell yeah Puffin' on this dank, hell yeah Lovin', havin' sex, hell yeah You ready again bro?

I live on a battlefield My new home is a shell-hole filled With tears and muddy water And bits of broken heart All around, there is desolation Scenes of devastation Of a love been torn apart I live on a battlefield, hey Surrounding by the ruins of a love