I'm done ah

I love what I can't see

What's expected of you, what's expected of me

Now it's quarter to three

Let it all get away

Oh, what the hell can I do

To fill the pages

Meet the strangers

Kiss the girl, take it in, feel the ages

A time or two

But it's all so good

To let up

Dead weight

Dead weight, yeah

Dead weight

Dead weight, yeah

Dead weight

Dead weight, yeah

Dead weight, yeah

Got everything I need

Clothes on my back

The wind on my teeth

What I control is in me

There's more wood to burn

Oh, what the hell can I do?

To fill the pages?

Meet the strangers?

Kiss the girl, take it in, feel the ages

A ride or two

But I fall so good

When I go, heh

Dead weight

Dead weight, yeah

Dead weight

Dead weight, yeah

Dead weight

Dead weight, yeah

Dead weight

Dead weight, yeah

Dead weight

Dead weight, yeah

Dead weight

Dead weight, yeah