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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 hassle 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 sex 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 fuckers make that impossible to say SongtexteYeah 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 embarrass 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 fuckers 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 Aus Songtexte Mania