Could have been shot by this one though

It might've been mine

Should've been left by the rest stop

If you had been kind

'Cause I've got a funny way of feeling

And feeling you wasn't right

There's nothing left to believe in

So believe in me this time

The senator said as he called his blushing bride

Oh his bride

But why hold steady

When tomorrow's always turning out bad

And why hold steady

When the future's in the walls

But the malls are coming back

Coming back

Could've been called to rescue down at morgan dell

Should've been left by the pumphouse

If you had been well

But all this was there in the sand dunes

So set it up and let them ride

You got dressed up too soon

Now you're starting to feel alright

If you can't be great you might as well be bright

Oh be bright

But why hold steady

When tomorrow's always turning out bad

Why hold steady

When the future's in the walls

But the malls are coming back

Coming back

And you're making the eyes

And you're making the eyes all wooden

And you're making the eyes

And you're making the eyes

And why hold steady

When tomorrow's always turning out bad

Why hold steady

When the future's in the walls

But the malls are coming back

Why hold steady

When tomorrow's always turning out bad

Why hold steady

When the future's in the walls

But the malls are coming back

Coming back