Testo di She's Gone

Everybody's high on consolation Everybody's trying to tell me what is right for me My daddy tried to bore me with a sermon But it's plain to see that they can't comfort me Sorry, Charlie, for the imposition I think I've got it, got it I've got the strength to carry on, ohh yeah I need a drink and a quick decision Now it's up to me, ooh what will be Up in the morning, look in the mirror I'm worn as her toothbrush hanging in the stand My face ain't looking any younger Now I can see love's taken her toll on me Think I'll spend eternity in the city Let the carbon and monoxide choke my thoughts away The pretty bodies help dissolve the memories But they could never be what she was to me