The time was here when you were only 18 years old
You crossed the street, you crossed you legs, you came across a little coal
It was all, It was all falling apartThe time was here when you were in the 8th grade
You brought the packs up to the high school, you spiked the Gatorade
It was all for, for the weekend
It was all, all still falling partI didn't say that you'd be better off in the grave
Everyone laughed cause you held along with the rest
What made you leave and when you did you left for Denver
Why.
What did you know that I did notIs it one, or is it two, or is it three kids now
They marked the time they draw the lines around your eyelids now
Is it all still for the weekend
Is it all, all still falling apart
I didn't say that you'd be better off in the grave
Everyone laughed cause you held along with the rest
What made you leave and when you did you left for Denver
Why.
What did you know that I did not
That I did not
