You Don't Know the Shape I'm In

Some say distance grows the heart But I know sometimes we just drift apart Everybody's walking in twos Leaving Noah's ark It's Sunday at the water park We sat under a half mast McDonald's flag Broken birds tumble fast past my window And you don't know the shape I'm in Punching holes in the hotel room Singing all you had to do was be nice Whoa, whoa, whoa, be nice to me Clarinet singing it's lonesome duck walk Clarinet singing it's lonesome duck walk What else can you say to help a friend with a broken heart You don't know the shape I'm in You don't know