I should have known by the arc of the empty wine glass. I should have known 'cause you step on, don't walk over cracks. Looking over my shoulder to see you looking back over yours. But you were pay
He's for the sailboat. He's for the sea. He's for Betty Ford. He's for anarchy. He'll die for his country. He'll stick a flag in your soul. He'll jump on your sandcastle. He'll drown in your mo