Black Cadillacs

And it's true, we named our children after towns

That we've never been to

And it's true that the clouds just hung around

Like black Cadillacs outside a funeral

And we were done, done, done with all the fuck, fuck, fuckin' around

You were so true to yourself, you were true to no one else

Well, I should put you in the ground

I've got the time, I got the hours I got the days, I got the weeks

I could say to myself, I've got the words but I can't speak

Well, I was done, done, done with all the circ-circ-circlin' 'round

I didn't die and I ain't complainin', I ain't blamin' you

I didn't know that the words you said to me

Meant more to me than they ever could, you

I didn't lie and I ain't sayin' I told the whole truth

I didn't know that this game we were playin' even had a set of rules

We named our children after towns

That we'd never been to

And it's true that the clouds just hung around

Like black Cadillacs outside a funeral

And we were laughing at the stars while our feet clung tight to the ground

So pleased with ourselves for using so many verbs and nouns

But we were all still just

Dumb, dumb, dumber than the dirt, dirt, dirt on the ground

Well, wings on flames, kings with no names

Well, this place just ain't got right air right now

You were so all over town but still so Crayola brown

Well, you should run 'round yourself right now

And we were done, done, done with all the fuck, fuck, fuckin' around

Circlin' 'round