I don't think that I believe in
Things that I can't buy
Anymore
Anymore
'Cause without money, I can't tell
If I found the wishing well
Or just another hole in the ground
Mmm-hmm-hmm, mmm-hmm-hmm-hmm
The next time you see me
Won't you tell me to leave you alone?
Then maybe I can
Finally go home
I went to the party, I started
Feeling like a creep, so I
Put on my wedding dress, I
I went to sleep
And when I slept, I dreamt I saw you
Covering your ears, that's how I
Found out that I'd been screaming
I woke up feeling weird
The next time you see me
Won't you tell me to leave you alone?
Then maybe I can
Finally go
You showed up at my funeral
Wearing boots and underwear
Didn't say anything unusual
Just asked what I was doing there
Well, I am hiding from
The man I hit with my car
Yeah, I am hiding from
The man I hit with my car
