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Let's not panic, let's stay cool
Here comes one more little jewel
Yes, we planned it all along
Still, so soon--I mean--come on!
Move on over make some room
Mrs. and Mr. living stunned I presume
How we gonna make ends meet
Show me and I'll show up for a ringside seat
I know I know I know it's up to me
Pay me what I'm worth godammit please
Let's not panic, it's too late
Little jewel is on his way
Lately, everything feels like it's falling apart
maybe, it's just me
It's not like I thought it would be
I said some things I wish I could take back
but I can't
I found out you can lose more than your cool when you rant
It was all my fault
I was out of line
and I should be the one crying
I used to think it was all about me
Sometimes, I still do
but I know
This time, it's all about you
Here comes Mr. Rock & Roll
he's an overrated phony, man I wish I was him, though
How do you know when it's time for you to go?
Do you make them throw you out, or do you volunteer?
(Maybe no one noticed you were here.)
And I'm not sure if it's silly or sublime,
but I mean every single word I say
most of the time
What do you do when you realize
that all the things you tell yourself to feel ok aren't really true?
Do you keep it up, do you quit, what do you do?
Should I keep it up should I quit what would you do?
All hail Mr. Rock & Roll
I know I'm as good as he is, still,
I'd kill to be him though
I wish I was Mr. Rock & Roll
Yeah, I wish I was Mr. Rock & Roll.
Our love ain't like it used to be
But we're still the same
You know me so well
I can't get away with anything
We don't make reservations anymore
The way we used to
Now we keep appointments and take our turns
Doing and crossing off things to do
Someday it'll seem just like old times
And it will be pure
Desperation or desire driving you and me
To end it or to endure
But I don't believe in promises
Tomorrow is no guarantee
The one thing I'm sure of is our love
Ain't like it used to be
I think therefore I wonder
What you mean when you call me Mr. Halloween
I bet it's bad
You and I have got a twisted history
With battle scars to show for every hard fought victory, it's true
We're black and blue
We can't seem to get together on much of anything these days
If we can't work it out, we should go our separate ways
Someone's got a lot of growing up to do
I'm not naming names but man I'm looking square at you
Your shtick is getting old
And I'm not going to waste my time convincing you
Not to be a lazy, selfish SOB without a clue
It's up to you
It just hasn't been the same
And we don't see eye to eye
If we can't work it out, maybe we should say goodbye
I think therefore I wonder what you mean when you call me Mr. Halloween
The coast is clear, but you're still here
I would've thought by now
you'd be on your way to California
Don't get wasted, concentrate
clear your head
it's not too late for you to discover
the truth is not as grim as your opinion
And if I'm wrong, I'm wrong and I shouldn't have said it
but if I'm right please thank me in the credits
My heart's not a symbol it's beating
friendship's never simple my friend, it can be fleeting
Let her go, she's long gone
can't you see your better offer's bound to come along
and you'll be better off before you know it
And if I'm wrong I'm sorry that I said it
but if I didn't tell you I'd regret it
Drama bums, one and all
stick together when they fall apart
I was sleeping when I got the call
From a bawling wreck of a wrecking ball
She said "your daddy's almost gone"
There he was so pale and barely there
He couldn't even take in his own air
The doctor said "your daddy's almost gone"
A few days later, maybe four or five
A different doctor told us "he's lucky to be alive, but your daddy's never going to be the same"
"nothing will be" I held back from saying
Anything can happen anytime to anyone
Whether it's a coincidence or purposefully done
Then you've got to find some hope
Seek some healthy way to cope
But nothing's ever going to be the same
Yesterday my daughter took my hand and told me I was her good daddy man
Then she said "let's go daddy go"
And it goes so fast you'll miss it even when it's going slow
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