Ive got a black cat walking across my path. And big red monkey thats on my back. And every time I try to run I fall off the track. Seems that since we parted ways everythings gone bad.
Small town in the USA. Hangin' out in the one BK. Every day every weeks the same. Football games and everyone knows your name. . Weekend no place to go.
Friday night we're going out. Knocking on the door I'm at your house. You open up and say that youre not even ready at all. You run up stairs to paint your toes.