Parking Lot Songtext
von All Our Exes Live in Texas

I don′t remember what I said
After all that wine that I don't
Think that I would
Say, if I were sober

And now, the time has passed
You′re still a diplomat
Who is toeing the party line
And I'm so tired

I'll call the fire brigade
To look at all the burns I made
Trying to cut a part of me
That belongs to you


And on the front, I am
Just another businessman
Shaking hands on a deal I got
With a stranger in a parking lot

I′ll wear my mourning dress
The arms of God draped around my chest
Trying to convince you to
Love me foolishly

I loved with all my heart
I′d like to say that's the hardest part
What they do not let you know
Is the loneliness to follow

So come, come home
Come to me
Be, be mine
Completely...


So come, come home
Come to me
Be, be mine
Completely...