You left without saying goodbye but that's okay and I know why
I think that I would do it the same, when no one looking just slip away
They took you to the gulf of mexico, they opened the lid and let you go
I might never see you again, but you'll always be my best friend

There's still trouble in the streets
You left it there for me
There's still so much left to do
And I won't dishonor you

His world wasn't good enough for us, just two young punks pissed off in love
We'd put that record on and sing tonight, we're gonna fuck shit up!
I still feel the same but that kinda thinking drives you insane
I'd step back and I'd take breaks but you never quit not for a day

There's still trouble in the streets
You left it there for me
There's still magic to be found
And I won't let you down

When I've had all that I can stand please burn this body down to ash
Take me to the gulf of mexico open the lid and let me go
Save a little bit in a can and strap it to the nose of a touring van
Then at last we'll both be free, but please oh please of don't dishonor me

Please oh please oh don't dishonor me
Please oh please oh don't dishonor me
Please oh please oh don't dishonor me