her and i made a native fire
bleached blonde hair and them dark green eyes
it was bright but it don't burn anymore
nothing'll change come christmas time
you can stay where you want at night
just promise when love comes knockin' you'll answer the door
then they're gonna leave you
that's just the way of life
then they're gonna leave you
that's just the way of life
the machine beeps less frequently
they've gone to find out what that means
ma'am your son was far from a coward
damn near first one into the tower
she'll be bringing him the flowers
then they're gonna leave you
that's just the way of life
a lovely mother left behind
then they're gonna leave you
wish that i could tell you why
least you know you love the boy
it's why you feel your world destroyed
his father replied from the other side of the door
not his area of expertise
plenty of fish" analogies