Don’t Check the Score

Oh, the wind is twisting

Up the plastic bags

In the Christmas lights

And the store front flags

Well, they brought you home

That December night

Sirens flashing

Like the Fourth of July

Like the Fourth of July

You left your lipstick kissed into a paper cup

Half filled with ginger ale and rum

I think sometimes you let on a tenth of what you know

I wish you'd say goodbye, next time you go

The sun is coming up

And my heart is filled with hope

The sidewalks are empty

Seven stories below

Well, they sent you off

On a Peter Pan, on a Peter Pan bus

And you came back looking

Like the rest of us

I don't, I don't keep score anymore

I swear

Now the fence is stuffed with Dixie Cups

There's a thread of red bugs winding up

I wish you'd say goodbye sometimes

I wish you'd say goodbye next time

I wish you'd say goodbye the next time you go

The next time you go

But we all love you of course

We all love you of course

That's what your friends are for

That's what your friends are for

Don't worry, don't worry about the score

Don't worry about the score

Don't check the score

Don't check the score

We all love you of course