Everybody's had a few.
Nothing to say, same old lies.
I've been fine, baby, how about you?
Smaller the talk, bigger the lies.
Lots of words I never see.
Folding into a paper rose.
It's been too long to recall
why we started off on this road.
This place holds a lot of memories.
A lot of ghosts in the bathroom stall.
A lot of faces we used to see.
Now they don't come around at all.
We used to dance to the radio,
set feet on a hardwood floor.
You were my lover on a Saturday night.
Sunday morning wanting me no more.
You used to come here all the time,
but that was long ago.
Back when we were both wild and high.
Tell me when and all the good times go.
Lone stars in a hotel room.
Tattoos in an easy chair.
My body lying in your arms.
Playing
blackjack in solitaire.
Slept in a forgotten door.
Spun me around at the Whitehorse Saloon.
Got two birds stoned at once.
And let me howl at the Flower Moon.
You used to come here all the time,
but that was long ago.
Back when we were both wild and high.
Tell me when and all the good times go.
Back when we were both wild and high.
Tell me when and all the good times go.
You were here, then gone the next.
Twisted turns and broken glass.
Red wines stained everything.
Tears falling in a candlelight.
Got on the bus with a five-piece band.
I'm like a ghost in my own light.
Maybe it's all just a dream I had.
Sleeping late gets me up at night.
You used to come here all the time,
but that was long ago.
Back when we were both wild and high.
Tell me when and all the good times go.
Back when we were both wild and high.
Tell me when and all the good times go.