forgotten good times line my floor
I've still got the poster up on my door
the first show we ever played
our first tour
time passes and heals old wounds
I still remember when you crooned:
"I could see it coming from miles away"
I don't mean to salt you were you bleed
I just never wanted it to end this way
woah you can't go home again
I understand your fears now
it took some time
but I came around
we've all lost loves
that in time we found
maybe thirty hour drives
made it hard for you to survive
at the very least
it changed our livesI've got two black eyes
Got a broken nose
And I can't go down the Spaniards
No no more
Well I was fit and able
I was out there
on the table
And I shouted will you look, let's have some more
CHORUS:
That's the way it goes
That's the way it goes
Two black eyes and a broken nose
Everybody knows
That's the way it goes
I've got a filthy mouth
I've got a dirty mind
And I can't go out with evil
No no more
Oh well that snobby bratt was meaner than this old hat
She wacked me when I called her an old whore
Look out
CHORUS
All together
CHORUS
(Sing, No Chords)
Well a dollar is a dollar
And a dime is a dime
We'd sing another chorus
But we haven't got the time