We sit in this restaurant Near the end of the longest ride The walls are covered with NASCAR drivers, The Beatles, and apple pie This is the last supper The best ones were years ago The check rests on the table I'll leave the tip, let's go When all is said and done As days go, I wonder, will you miss me when I'm gone? Are we afterthoughts? Or were you better off all along? If all your work is burned, Well then, I wonder will you suffer any loss? Are we afterthoughts? Are were we never even friends? (I'm fucking lonely) I'm fucking lonely And I don't have a home If I drive North or South It don't matter much at all I could wear a flag's bold colors So we could all fight for a cause Or I'll just lay here naked on the floor When all is said and done As days go, I wonder will you miss me when I'm gone? Are we afterthoughts? Or were you better off all along? If all your work is burned, Well then, I wonder will you suffer any loss? Are we afterthoughts? Or were we never even friends? Oh, yeahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
