Salesman at the Day of the Parade

I’m so sorry for what I’ve done
I went in to it like a man
Now the only thing on my skin
Is some beach blown images
With every corner
That you have
You don’t miss me
But I really don’t mind
Don’t float around girl
It’ll be alright
And the hardest thing that I’ve done
Is laying down with someone
And the idiots in Detroit
Well they’ve all gone sour…
Everyone lies
With every corner
That you have
You really don’t miss me
But I really don’t mind
Don’t float around girl
It’ll be alright
It’ll be alright, tomorrow
I’m so sorry for what I’ve done