Nothing seems to be happening
Except the shit from your world
A desert walk and a sandstorm
A ball of debt in my phone
I know you're happy
And that's lovely
It won't keep me
Complete
And I saw us
In twenty years time
In the Midwest
You in your best dress
A little older than before
To see you now, such a joy
But when I'm close, can't fight my heart
You talk of him and I just die
I know you're happy
And that's lovely
It won't keep me
Complete
Oh, and I saw us
In twenty years time
In the Midwest
With you in your best dress
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Just let me make this guy
See me go appreciate you
I know you'll realize that soon
It's the allergies, isn't that great news?
Take over my dead head blues
My dead head blues, oh
My dead head blues, oh
My dead head blues, oh
Take over my dead