Texty:
Ryan Adams

Today is gonna be the day That they're gonna throw it back to you By now you should've somehow Realized what you gotta do I don't believe that anybody

This is where the summer ends In a flash of pure destruction, no one wins Go nuclear, nuclear The violets in my eyelids goin' red Sentimental geek Shut

Here's a picture of your lonely Fridays Turned to nothing on a Friday night Firecracker with a pile of empties Detonated with a lonely fire I see your

It's a long way down But I feel alright It's a long way down But I feel alright And the cops get in And the crowd gets tight Take your tomorrow, pain

In California Forever summer and hot Into the ocean You're smiling a lot On sandy beaches And the blankets are hot You're in my arms And I kiss your

Dear Chicago, you'll never guess You know the girl, you said I'd meet someday? Well, I got something to confess She picked me up on Friday Asked me if

Two hearts fading, like a flower And all this waiting for the power For some answer to this fire Sinking slowly, water's higher Desire, desire With

Go on to the street, to the cars in the pouring rain Go on to the bus that left us in the dust and the flames And when the son meets the father It'll

Let me sing a song for you That's never been sung before All the words were meant for you And never been said before She kisses when she sleeps She kisses