Pick up the phone and call in dead to work If you never go back, I promise it won? t hurt Don? t give tomorrow another look Rip up your license burn your checkbook Just wish I could let myself off the hook Then I? d pick up the phone Pick up the phone, and we? ll be gone Scrape up the stone to know it? ll be alright If you don? t know where you? re gonna sleep tonight But you know, it? s all within your reach Go outside, lay your heart on the street If only I could practice what I preach We used to think, that now we know better Today we realize that we only know worse And we? re dreaming, if we? re thinking It? s gonna get better on its own before the hearseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
