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