Could've 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
Should've been called to the rescue down at morgan dell
Could'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 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