You used to be a lot like your mom

You used to be a lot like your dad

You used to be a lot like a son of a bitch

And that's the way it goes

You used to cry a lot like a baby

Cry a lot when you're mad

You used to be the one that's a very soft soul

And that's the way it goes (right here)

And that's the way it goes

You put a bullet through your nose

(Ahh, ahh, ahh) It seems like summer

(Ahh) The sun is hot

(Ahh) The moon is full

(Ahh) Your week is shot

(Ahh) Your weekend's blown

You could be the one

To run the line [3x]

To run (ahh, ahh, ahh)

You used to cry a lot like a baby

Cryin' when you're mad

You used to be the one that's a very soft soul

And that's the way it goes

It happens all the time

Readjusting all the time

My hat holds a very soft soul

(Ahh, ahh, ahh) And that's the way it goes (alright!)

And that's the way it goes

You put a bullet through your nose

(Ahh, ahh, ahh) It seems like summer

(Ahh) The sun is hot

(Ahh) The moon is full

(Ahh) Your week is shot

(Ahh) Your weekend's blown You could be the one to run, but...

(Ahh) The sun is hot

(Ahh) The moon is full

(Ahh) Your week is shot

(Ahh) Your weekend's blown

You could be the one

To run the line (to run the line) [4x]

To run the line (ahh)