Cannonball (Acoustic)

[Verse 1]

We've come a long way since those drunk days on backroads

You and your high hopes always stayed down

You always saw the best in me, high in Yosemite, we howled

Now I'm driving through Reno, these goddamn casinos

You always kept God close

Except that time you bet it all on black, came back to the room with twenty grand

[Verse 2]

We spent it all on gasoline, PCH to Cannon Beach

Laid in the sand and, man, I have never seen

Something more beautiful than you and your cannonball

[Chorus]

And you were smiling like a thief with your cheek-tearing teeth

You was praying to Jesus, we was running from the police

They sold off the town that we used to call home

As your cannonball sits on Cannon Beach alone

And they're using my muses to make fun of me

And you're face up as your blood sucks from an IV

[Verse 3]

We've come a long way since that shit band at the Blue List

You said anything other than another fucking cover of "Only The Good Die Young"

But I never thought it'd be you

I always thought I'd beat you to the Golden Gates

Won't you wait a few hours there by the door? We've all been here before

[Chorus]

And you were smiling like a thief with your cheek-tearing teeth

You was praying to Jesus, we was running from the police

They're using my muses to make fun of me

And you're face up while your blood sucks from an IV

[Verse 4]

But you stood up on your own, your mom called my telephone

Said you've been rambling 'bout gambling

And howling out in the night high in Yosemite

[Bridge]

So call up your brothers, won't you take you a ride?

There are cannonballs falling in the heat of July

Call up your brothers, won't you take you a ride?

There's cannonballs falling in the heat of July

Call up your brothers, won't you take you a ride?

There are cannonballs falling in the heat of July

Call up your brothers, won't you take you a ride?

There are cannonballs falling in the heat of July

Call up your brothers, won't you take you a ride?

There are cannonballs falling in the heat of July

[Chorus]

And you were smiling like a thief with your cheek-tearing teeth

You was praying to Jesus, we was running from the police

They culled off the town we used to call home

As your cannonball sits on Cannon Beach alone