I wear a concrete-colored face
I wear the jacket that you liked on me
I carry my prisons, I kept hope
That's more than ghosts in the visiting room
All I hear is your abstract smile
That you left behind last Tuesday

This life so pale, it's bland without you
I'm no better than another, I'm no better than that
I don't want better than you
Not just a rodeo with what's left of us
All my ideals oh oh oh, oh oh oh
In the middle of a rodeo oh oh oh, oh oh oh

I travel the world on my two-stroke
The consequences I won't see
I feel like I'm coming out of a coma
When your eyes shoot me with an opal green
All I'm waiting for is your abstract laughter
I lost you, I didn't know how much I was

This life so pale, it's bland without you
I'm no better than another, I'm no better than that
I don't want better than you
Not just a rodeo with what's left of us
All my ideals oh oh oh, oh oh oh
In the middle of a rodeo oh oh oh, oh oh oh

This life so pale, so bland without you
I'm no better
This life so pale, so bland without you
I'm no better
This life so pale, so bland without
This life so pale, so bland without you
I'm no better than another
I'm no better than that
I don't want better than you
Not just a rodeo with what's left of us
All my ideals oh oh oh, oh oh oh
In the middle of a rodeo oh oh oh, oh oh oh

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