Guess what, I'm done writing you songs
You give up your job at the bank
Proving money's not fun when you're gone
So this is the first verse
It's not very long
But I'm ready to move on
Guess what, I'm done writing your book
The ending got twisted around
But for all of the hell that it took
The electrical wires
That hung on the walls
In the room that I rent now
Without you I've got friends who (La, la, lie)
Will help me pull through (la, la, la, lie, la, la, lie)
A spaceman that can't get high
I'm comming back to my girl by July
Yeah, yeah, yeah
That's right
So guess what, I'm done drawing your pictures
I'm dulling the day with a drink
In the parking garage by the theater
We met for a movie
Every scene was a sign
We made out through their meaning
Well I've got friends who (la, la, lie)
Will help me pull through (la, la, la, lie, la, la, lie)
A spaceman that can't get high
I'm comming back to my girl by July
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Guess what, I'm done writing you songs
Far too unstable to settle
I doubt that the doctors are wrong
So I'll wait by a palm tree
A palm tree, a palm tree
Well I've got friends (la, la, lie)
To help me pull through (la, la, la, lie, la, la, lie)
A spaceman that can't get high
I'm comming back to my girl by July
(Well I've got friends who) La, la, lie
Friends to help me pull through (la, la, la, lie, la, la, lie)
The song for a long goodbye
I'm comming back, I'm comming back to my girl (la, la, la, lie)
Back to my girl (la, la, la, lie, la, la, lie)
The song for a long goodbye
I'm comming back to my girl by July