He was a boy,
she was a girl.
That's where the story ends.
Without a tear
they parted ways
and now and ever since then
they lived happy.
Breathing's automatic.
He loves the rain,
she loves cocaine
and none of them loves Neil Young.
He's been away
she's been around;
in different ways they lived happy.
Breathing's automatic
They live happy,
breathing 'til they don't.
Who would've thought we'd lose
before we started playing
The game is up,
words have all been said.
Light and gloves are resting on your lap.
Who would've though
we were the monkey and the preacher,
tired and sad
redemption wasn't bigger.
I only pray for you,
for you,
for you.
He was a boy,
she was a girl.
That's where the story ends.
Without a tear
they parted ways
and now and ever since then
they lived happy.
Breathing's automatic.
They live happy,
breathing 'til they don't.
we were happy.
Breathing's automatic.
we were happy,
breathing 'til they don't.
We're all happy
Breathing's automatic.
We're all happy
breathing 'til we don't.