Song Lyrics

Skin and bones, you never did come home
Crashing on my heart through the telephone
I remember the tall grass waving
In past lives, old poems

I must have lived a lifetime without you
You must've ended up somebody's angel
I remember you loving the radio
New waves, and old stones

Hey, hey little Tommy gun
I guess we're never gonna end up the lucky ones
If I never see you again
Have a round on me love, hallelujah, nobody wins

The queen is gone, she died from a sad song
I lost most of myself pleasing everyone
I had to learn how to begin again
It's alright, move on

Hey, hey little Tommy gun
I guess we're never gonna end up the lucky ones
If I never see you again
Have a round on me love, hallelujah, nobody wins

(Hallelujah) but have a round on your friend
(Hallelujah) if I never see you again
(Hallelujah) have a round on your friend

And hey, hey little Tommy gun
I guess we're never gonna end up the lucky ones
And if I never see you again
Have a round on me love, hallelujah
And hey, hey pretty baby
I still remember you driving me crazy
And if I never see you again
Have a round on me love, hallelujah, nobody wins

(Hallelujah) and nobody wins
(Hallelujah) and nobody wins
(Hallelujah) if I never see you again
(Hallelujah) you can blame it on the wind

Brian Fallon, Butch Walker