Ryan Adams Hall Of Shame
[Verse 1]
When the A-side plays and it spins and sways and it sounds like thunder
There is no one to blame, you're missing names with missing numbers
When all the pages burn and you jump from the spine, will you judge the cover?
Will you write our names where the pavements laid that our bones are under?
Party directions into a grave
[Chorus]
We're lost
No one is laughing
We are lost
No one is laughing
We are lost
And no one is laughing
In the halls of shame
[Verse 2]
When the B-side stops and the needle drops til it says what band
And it makes that noise like a private cry when the silence fades
And you wrote our names with a stick in the street with your f..cked up hand
As your eyes turned black, your mascara ran screaming, “I was here”
Well you sort of were and you sort of weren't here
[Chorus]
We're lost
No one is laughing
We are lost
No one is laughing
We are lost
And no one is laughing
We are lost
And no one is laughing
In the halls of shame