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 ***, ***, ***in' 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've never been to and it's true

That the clouds hung around

Like black Cadillacs outside a funeral 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 ***, ***, ***in' around circlin' round