When the bang never came and I never got the call So I waited by the phone but that phone never rangĪnd I sang so loud so I wouldn't hear the bang You'll have to learn this lesson on your own I would not wish it upon my greatest enemy You're running around living a life that's empty in the end, my friend Like a wife and a kid and the things you never did They'll try to tell you that it's all okayīut it's not and you're shot and you're bleeding pretty badĪnd you can't stop thinking about the things you never had You'll crack, you'll smile and agree with everything they say When the shit goes down and there's no one left around to get your back So tell me friend, how's it going to end? To take it down a notch and we can talk it on throughĭon't even bother because I still don't give a shit If ever I let you down I want to ask of you Jump back to the day we met, I never thought that it would end this way Would you say you were wrong and maybe someone else was kind of rightīut I can't guarantee that what you get is an apology If I did something right, would you give up this fight? She said It's easy but in the end you'll have no choiceĪnd I can't stop staring at the tick-tock clockĪnd if and when I die won't you bury me alone? There was a kid who never cared about the little thingsĭon't even bother because I'm tired and I'm sick of itĪnd every time she makes a point I'll make a counterpoint I'll try not to be long but I don't want to get this story wrong You said it right man, that is just the way it goesĪnd the days, and the days they seem like forever She said it's easy but in the end you'll have no choiceĪnd you know that's only just the way it goes
Would you do what it takes to move this hollow life along?īut I guarantee that what you see is not realityĪnd every time she makes a point, I make a counterpoint If there was something wrong would you be oh so strong? 'Cause I'll never get to heaven if I'm singing this song If and when I die won't you bury me alone? I can't believe I'm dying with my song unsung With a vest on my chest, a bullet in my lung I can't stop staring at the tick-tock clockĪnd even if I could I would never give up My finger's on the trigger but that trigger seems locked I've got a gun in my hand but that gun won't cock
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