This old place won't be the same when the gravestones start to sing your name got a lot of bad habits on the way to fame this old place won't be the same this old place won't be the same the mad, mad world wont start to spin until we learn to speak in unison even in church i found a way to sin the mad, mad world won't start to spin the mad, mad world won't start to spin and I don't care anymore here we are at the edge of the world I've got a six-string heart filled with diamonds and pearls late night drives, leaving Dayton to God-knows-where I don't care where we are or where I've been I've got broken bones, I'm torn from limb to limb I'd give anything just to see your ghost as I drive from the east to the west coast and nothing matters now I've got no light to guide me home I'll learn to live without the name on the gravestone the days go by one by one I scream your name from my lungs your spirit's here in these songs the days go by one by one I count the days one by one the nights are lost without you here my God, it's only been a year keep waiting for you to reappear the nights are lost without you here it's still so strange without you here and I don't care anymore here we are at the edge of the world I've got a six-string heart filled with diamonds and pearls late night drives, leaving Dayton to God-knows-where I don't care where we are or where I've been I've got broken bones, I'm torn from limb to limb I'd give anything just to see your ghost as I drive from the east to the west coast and nothing matters now I've got no light to guide me home I'll learn to live without the name on the gravestone