You Mean Nothing To No One But

If I Loved You, Well That's My Fault

The World's Become A Little Too Mean.

I Drug Your Ghost Across The Country, And We Plotted Out My Death. Every City And Memory We Whispered "here Is Where You Rest." Well I Was Determined In Chicago But I Dug My Teeth Into My Knees And I Settled For A Telephone, Sang Into Your Machine: "you Are My Sunshine, My Only Sunshine.

And The Sad Act Like Lepers They Stick To The Shadows They Long To Ring Bells Of Warning To Tell Of Their Coming So That The Pure Can Shut Their Doors.

My Brother Went To College To Become A Doctor And If He Studies Hard Enough He'll End Up Just Like Papa, Who Hates His Life.