black cadillacs

[matt...]

and it's true that we named our children after towns
that we'd never been to.
and it's true that the clouds just hung around.
like black cadillacs outside a funeral.

and we were done with all the fucking around.
you were so true to yourself, you were true to no one else.
well, i should put you in the ground.

i've got the time, i've got the hours, i've got the days, i've got the weeks
(i could settle myself), i've got words but i can't speak.
but i was done with all the fucking around.

i did die and i ain't complaining, i ain't blaming you.
i do know that the words you said to me meant more to me than they ever could you.

i did lie, and i ain't saying i told the whole truth.
i do know that this game we were playing even had a set of rules.

we named our children after towns
that we'd never been to.
and it's true that the clouds just hung around.
like black cadillacs outside a funeral.
and we were laughing at the stars
while our feet clung tight to the ground.
so pleased with ourself for using so many verbs and nouns.
but we were all still just...

talking with the dirt on the ground.
(there is a section here i can only get a couple words here and there, so any help would be appreciated)


and we were done with all the fucking around.