We, we got up
And dove head-first in the water
Me, honestly,
I don't know why I bother
We've had us a time
You've aged like fine wine
And scratched my glass eye
The grit of these teeth
Was a one-time only warning
Forgive, forget me
Like a lady in mourning
Who's turned to the side
In a corner to hide
And scratched my glass eye
I guess this bronze age dies alone
On the telephone
I guess this bronze age dies alone
On the telephone
I guess this bronze age dies alone
