Nothing seems to be happening
Except the shit from your world
A desert walk and a sandstorm
A ball of debt in my phoneI know you're happy
And that's lovely
It won't keep me
CompleteAnd I saw us
In twenty years time
In the Midwest
You in your best dressA little older than before
To see you now, such a joy
But when I'm close, can't fight my heart
You talk of him and I just dieI know you're happy
And that's lovely
It won't keep me
CompleteOh, and I saw us
In twenty years time
In the Midwest
With you in your best dressOh, oh, oh, ohJust let me make this guy
See me go appreciate you
I know you'll realize that soon
It's the allergies, isn't that great news?
Take over my dead head bluesMy dead head blues, oh
My dead head blues, oh
My dead head blues, oh
Take over my dead