Damn Personal

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh If you can get the penthouse suite Tell 'em you ain't ever coming down Crash a car out on the golden streets Rob the bar and raid the lost and found You were the clouds on that Oakland day Hugging the ocean on the five-hour drive I got a text that you'd flown away It left me skipping like a 45 You know I thought we'd survive I hope you're drunk I hope you're high I hope you're every little thing that I can't be tonight Now you're gone I'm smiling at the scar I hope you know I'm thinking of you and I love you 'Cause you took it just a little too far Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh If you can get a mountain view Or a room that overlooks the sea Call the angels to knock back a few Chop it up and then just flush the keys We used to laugh 'til our throats would scratch You peeled me off of that Boston floor If God is funny, then he met his match Slip him one of your phony names at the pearly gates' backstage door Where I'll be laughing for more, more I hope you're drunk I hope you're high I hope you're every little thing that I can't be tonight Now you're gone I'm smiling at the scar I hope you know I'm thinking of you and I love you 'Cause you took it just a little too far I hope you're drunk I hope you're sky-high I hope you're every little thing that I can't be tonight Now you're gone I'm smiling at the scar I hope you know I'm thinking of you and I love you 'Cause you took it just a little too far Yeah, you were never tentative around here I hope you're never tentative wherever you are You were never tentative around here I hope you're never tentative wherever you are Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh