Six pm Saturday I've got the bus all to myself
This is the way I'm sure, I left the old times on the shelf
I haven't seen you for months now and it's becoming quite a joke
Remember we were 14 when you taught me how to smoke
There goes that old man again, he smiles at me, I don't know him though
And that must be a new house, there's still stickers on the windows
I wish I had a way with words but I just don't think I do
Somehow they came so easily when I used to talk to you
And it's unusually quiet for such a busy town
As if the whole world knows that I just cannot deal with them right now
I wonder if my hair's okay like this, I just don't know
I'd ask for your opinion on it, but you're gone
Yes you put the blame on me as if I was the only one
And every word you said was like a knife wound, or a bullet from a gun
So you go and be who you want, and I'll stay the same old me
Cause it takes two to tango, yes two, just two, not not three
And it's unusually quiet for such a busy town
As if the whole world knows that I just cannot deal with them right now
I wonder if my hair's okay like this, I just don't know
I'd ask for your opinion on it, but you're gone
And baby you are a sunset cigarette
I'll inhale your light but I won't forget
How you faded away
Every streak of orange in the sky
Takes me back to those burnt tip sighs
Oh Ray, oh rays, you went away
And it's unusually quiet for such a busy town
As if the whole world knows that I just cannot deal with them right now
I wonder if my hair's okay like this, I just don't know
I'd ask for your opinion on it, but you're gone