Buzzards lyrics

You can't tell I've done my hair I don't ask you 'bout your day You drink too much, but I don't care The dog gets fed, the bills get paid We should throw in the towel 'Cause there ain't no saving it now We can't be brought back from the dead There ain't no resurrecting this I can hear 'em tiptoeing up on the roof Circling, circling, circling me and you No use trying No denying Something's dying Can't you see them buzzards flying? I'll take the good knives from the cabinet You can keep your damn flat screen I think the wheels fell off the wagon Rolling down this dead-end street It might be morbid, but I think We can't be brought back from the dead There ain't no resurrecting this I can hear 'em tiptoeing up on the roof Circling, circling, circling me and you No more trying No denying Something's dying Can't you see them buzzards flying? (Whoo) (Oh) Them vultures only come 'round When the love's all run out We can't be brought back from the dead There ain't no resurrecting this I can hear 'em tiptoeing up on the roof Circling, circling, circling me and you No use trying No denying Something's dying Can't you see them buzzards flying? Can't you see them buzzards flying?