Sad Song Lyrics

Once upon a time on the west side

Some dreams got crushed in the lamplight

The lamps burned bright with a sharp light

As we etched our initials on the paveside

Add a couple bricks to the storyline

And the crushed dreams turn into a white lime

As the white lies cracked open wide

You better look inside

Ooh, you better look inside

Cause it's hard to think about drugs

That are cut from a cloth that covers things up

It cuts the stomach from the crest of love

And it holds it up in a fist with blood

And we're left with nothing but time

To spend how we want and live how we like

I think it's time we broke away from these binds

I don't wanna write a sad song

Could write enough of them for every day

I wanna write a love song

With my one true love as I'm thinking about her every day

I'm sick of these catacombs

And walking walls inside my brain

But as the roof rots off and the walls fall down I can feel it all slipping away

You could've taken that lime and mixed it up

Just to patch those cracks in a cover-up

Laid it all down, filling up cups

Till the weight gives way and it all erupts

But you shaped that lime into a life

Where your best friends come from your own plight

Laid it on the cracks from the other side

You took your own advice

You took your own advice

Oh, we can watch this all decay

And see the walls fall down like this

To be left with a clean frame

Where we hung up all our shh

It feels late to be afraid

In this drawn-out life we've lived

But this new day dawns on us like a parting gift

I don't wanna write a sad song

Could write enough of them for every day

I wanna write a love song

With my one true love as I'm thinking about her every day

I'm sick of these catacombs

And walking walls inside my brain

But as the roof rots off and the walls fall down I can feel it all slipping away

I don't wanna write a sad song

Could write enough of them for every day

I wanna write a love song

With my one true love as I'm thinking about her every day

I'm sick of these catacombs And walking walls inside my brain

But as the roof rots off and the walls fall down I can feel it all slipping away