Yes yes I gotta confess All the weight of the dawn Yes Yes There's blood on your best dress And I know what you want I want you gone Oh no You copped at the show Now you're gonna get high Oh no There's nowhere to go bro That's the look in your eye I want you gone I've been alone cause I'm feeling high I threw my problems away I feel the earth go up to the sky Forty hours a day Two times a week my sisters say One a day to keep them away Pick up the phone cause I'm on the line And I got something to say I feel that you and I are the kind That'll throw it away Two times a week my sisters say One a day to keep them away Yeah So now you know what it means to wing it Right at the top of the world You didn't know that the shoes would fit you Now you're under the gun So now you know Why it's so nice As you look to the dawn That's right That feeling was nice nice And I know what I want I want you gone