The Gay Blades - Bob Dylan's 115th Nightmare lyrics

Well, his eyes are blue and your eyes are blue And you're the furthest thing from him But if you think you're cool, it's more likely true That your friends wish you were dead You can make them bow or you can push them out 'Cause you never really learned How to connect, you can't comprehend How it's gonna, it's gonna end end, woah Make love till those chemicals wear off Do your best to complicate it all Find love buried in those words of god But you know you found them, 'cause you hit rock bottom And its cool man, 'cause cool hands lose You never captivate, you just capitulate And then you follow all the trends And if you make it out, you know they'll figure out That you're faking all of this And you're waiting for some kind of irreverence You know the rebel's ain't your friends They can see right through you, you play it safe don't you And if your story never starts, how can it end, oh Make love till those chemicals wear off Do your best to complicate it all Find love buried in those words of god Well you know you found them, 'cause you hit rock bottom And its cool man, 'cause cool hands lose Love me, hate me, k** me, let me know it Oh no Oh no Oh, shout Well if its bad, its bad, and if I'm drunk I'm drunk But brunettes are in my blood And you can let me know if you'd be into it 'Cause it's spring and I'm in love And now I'm paralyzed by fictitious eyes You know I, I'll never make them mine Well I should have guessed that I can make a mess Like nobody's business Business, business, business Make love till those chemicals wear off Do your best to complicate it all Find love buried in those words of god Well you know you found them, 'cause you hit rock bottom And its cool man, 'cause cool hands lose Well you know you found them, 'cause you hit rock bottom And its cool man Love me, hate me, k** me, let me know it