Hard stop on the concrete
Blood leaks from my ears
There's no sense remembering
All I see is the veneer
I thought I could wake up
And enter a world without you
But the bottle's running empty
As my memory renews
I know the show must be over
But goddamn, we had a good run
I'll spend the rest of my life looking over your shoulder
In remission I'll remain
I know the show must be over
But damn, we had a good run
I'll spend the rest of my life looking over your shoulder
In remission I'll remain
Until the dirt fills up my brain