You Don't Know The Shape I'm In

Some say distance grows the heart

But I know sometimes we just drift apart

Everybody's walking in twos

Leaving Noah's ark

It's Sunday at the water park

We sat under a half mast McDonald's flag

Broken birds tumble fast past my window

And you don't know the shape I'm in

Punching holes in the hotel room

Singing all you had to do was be nice

Whoa, whoa, whoa, be nice to me

Clarinet singing it's lonesome duck walk

Clarinet singing it's lonesome duck walk

What else can you say to help a friend with a broken heart

You don't know the shape I'm in

You don't know