Sex and Violins

[Verse 1] Another journey, another mile forward I won't stop walking 'till the drama's all over and I always hated whenever they played that song I can't stop thinking about you whenever it comes on I remember the first time I kissed your lips It felt like first love when I saw you swinging those hips, and I know that this all feels kinda odd But the first time I kissed you I could have sworn I saw God and I'm just thinking about how much I really love you But now I'm bored and I just want something to do So baby let's take this one step farther Because I know I can go that much harder I said that once to one too many people When reality comes knocking with "Truth: The Sequel" So here I am sitting all by myself and Weeping to the sounds of the sex and the violins [Verse 2] Now gather 'round here kids, and I'll tell you a story About a lonely man who lost all his glory When the prom king and queen of 1979 Thought that everything was going perfectly fine And then they got married and had a couple of kids Who grew up to think one day they'll be in the bigs It was no trouble when they peaked-out at eighteen They never made it so they just fed the machine So when the prom king and queen were feeling the love She was secretly going out with somebody else So when he got home early from half a day He saw things were soon going some other way So once he ran away it was all finalized He became a man who was self-victimized So here is is sitting all by himself and Weeping to the sounds and the sex and the violins [Verse 3] So one day maybe way back in the middle of June We left each other like a bunch of crazy-ass fools She move on from me and then she moved out But all the talk from in between just made me want to shout She was a little bit shorter but I'd liked that And then her punk rock clothes were something to look at When she updated her status to single again It was like I had lost one my closest friends The last time I saw her was a bit over a year ago And that's when all tears and pain started to overflow When she cut herself up it was a massacre There was no real way to every get through to her She's gone away off onto the bitter end But now she's doing great with her own damn boyfriend So here I am sitting all by myself and Weeping to the sounds of their sex and the violins