It Was Pancho Villa

Lyrics

Remember famous last words someone famous said "Tell them I said something, don't let it end like this" On a reupholstered leather couch or a cloud of TV, smoke and cigarettes Or a mattress on a hardwood floor and an old acoustic Missing stringed guitar Playing the same stupid punk rock song We've been at the end all along Bathrobe in the mail from a long time ago's lost friend And a note that waited ten years to tell me to remember him He said it's been too long since we had a day together in New York Absence is as long as life is short In the first chapter of the best book I ever read in my life It says "To be reborn, first you have to die" Hey, would it be alright if I used your couch to get too drunk tonight? I spent so many days chasing my skies away So I could keep my sights squarely on the ground Reincarnation's killing me