You wanna see what over looks like? Ya ain’t gotta go far, just a few blocks down You wanna see a picture of goodbye? Chairs on the table, smoke hanging round The ceiling from the night before Light coming through the crack in the door
Nothing says gone like a parking lot with only one car in it Nothing says gone like an empty glass or sitting on the bar In the middle of the day in a blue light haze, all alone Nothing says gone like high noon neon
She could be an airplane blur Wind in her hair, blowing through another town Or staring out over a wing, tears on her face Head in the clouds It doesn’t really matter now
Nothing says gone like a parking lot with only one car in it Nothing says gone like an empty glass or sitting on the bar In the middle of the day in a blue light haze, all alone Nothing says gone like high noon neon
And nothing says gone like 12 o’clock on the rocks And nothing says over like a parking lot with only one car in it Nothing says gone like an empty glass or sitting on the bar In the middle of the day in a blue light haze, all alone Nothing says gone like high noon neon Nothing says gone like high noon neon