I always liked to watch the weather
Hoping for some disaster
To gather us in the dark
We'd huddle up against it
It was a funny little spark
In that predictable world
Of bonehead boys and flipped out girls
I could use that familiar roster back again now
To ha**le my heart
Oh, to be humiliated
With such short memory
Redemption always waited
In terry cloth under the seagrape tree
With promises that terrified me
Oh yeah
But with a smile and one tan arm around my shoulder
Politics was foreign, and s** for when you're older
Well, that got better, the rest got worse
And now every horse I dream about is pulling a hearse
Well, all my songs used to end the same way:
"Everything's gonna be okay"
You f**ers make that impossible to say
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Now I still watch the weather
I drag you outside when the black clouds gather
The hair stands up on your arms I know
And you run back inside calling, "I told you so"
While I embarra** my family and friends
And those who just wanna wake up in dry clothes
All I can feel is the brake set to coast
Here comes the steep hill
And now down we go
Well, all my songs used to end the same way:
"Everything's gonna be okay"
You f**ers make that impossible to say
You f**ers make that impossible to say, yeah
You f**ers make that impossible to say
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Well, all my songs used to end the same way:
"Everything's gonna be okay"
Now I find that's impossible to say
Yeah