Lyric One Headlight
That s when they say I lost my only friend
Well, they said she died easy of a broken heart disease
As I listened through the cemetery trees
I seen the sun comin up at the funeral at dawn
The long broken arm of human law
Now, it always seemed such a waste
She always had a pretty face
I wondered why she hung around this place
Hey, come on try a little
Nothing is forever
There s got to be something better than
In the middle
But me and Cinderella
We put it all together
We can drive it home
With one headlight
She said it s cold
It feels like Independence Day
And I can t break away from this parade
But there s got to be an opening
Somewhere here in front of me
Through this maze of ugliness and greed
And I seen the sun up ahead
At the county line bridge
Sayin all there s good and nothingness is dead
We ll run until she s out of breath
She ran until there s nothin left
She hit the end, it s just her window ledge
Well, this place is old
It feels just like a beat up truck
I turn the engine, but the engine doesn t turn
Well, it smells of cheap wine and cigarettes
This place is always such a mess
Sometimes I think I d like to watch it burn
I m so alone, and I feel just like somebody else
Man, I ain t changed, but I know I ain t the same
But somewhere here in between the seedy walls of dyin dreams
I think her death, it must be killin me...
Well, they said she died easy of a broken heart disease
As I listened through the cemetery trees
I seen the sun comin up at the funeral at dawn
The long broken arm of human law
Now, it always seemed such a waste
She always had a pretty face
I wondered why she hung around this place
Hey, come on try a little
Nothing is forever
There s got to be something better than
In the middle
But me and Cinderella
We put it all together
We can drive it home
With one headlight
She said it s cold
It feels like Independence Day
And I can t break away from this parade
But there s got to be an opening
Somewhere here in front of me
Through this maze of ugliness and greed
And I seen the sun up ahead
At the county line bridge
Sayin all there s good and nothingness is dead
We ll run until she s out of breath
She ran until there s nothin left
She hit the end, it s just her window ledge
Well, this place is old
It feels just like a beat up truck
I turn the engine, but the engine doesn t turn
Well, it smells of cheap wine and cigarettes
This place is always such a mess
Sometimes I think I d like to watch it burn
I m so alone, and I feel just like somebody else
Man, I ain t changed, but I know I ain t the same
But somewhere here in between the seedy walls of dyin dreams
I think her death, it must be killin me...