What's there left to say
There is no sun today
(and) I don't know what or how to play
No one hears it anyway...
And I know...
I know there's gonna be...
I know there's gonna be...
People leaving if I stay
Weather changing everyday
(and) ears plugged up when I sing
But that's OK
And here comes my friend the crow
He's my only friend, you know
(and) he just sits there in his tree
(and) he just sits there and looks right back at me
And I know...
I know there's gonna be...
I know there's gonna be...
No crows up in the tree and
(and) phone calls from family
(and) frozen engine fluids possibly
'cause winter's almost here
I know she's gonna leave
And I know I'll think "poor me"
And to top it all off there's gonna be
People laughing at, not with me
(and) lots of self-sympathy
(and) a job at Mickey D's
(and) not enough gasoline
(and) a foot of snow on Halloween
(and) it'll all be ok next week
Goodnight...