Lyrics

For all the excuses we use for destroying our lives Was it two and a half years of bad timing? We fought in streets of our neighborhood Like drunk tornados tearing plains We fell Till our skulls shattered the concrete of St. Louis Who knows who's been keepin' tabs? Who struck the first blow? A bitter boxing Bukowski won't explain us now Can't see you as a child No more Can't see you in your mother's home Catching frogs my orphan when you felt brand new Was it a waste of time? Was it a waste? Oh oh oh Was it a waste of crying? Was it a waste? I don't know Cry cry till you eyes don't close Cry cry If you can make it to another show Cause we both believe the Mid-West can use an ocean I raised my fists to the motion of your dying car Till all of the city St. Louis drowned around me Our shovel left in disgust We watched Law and Order, till our shame grew numb While the drummer danced with our devil in his underoos Was it a waste of time? Was it a waste?