Born Through a Windshield
Kyle Johnson
Verse:
Shotgun wedding, axe murder divorce
Picking buckshot out of my heart
Leave the scavenge for the birds
The rigor mortis of our love, love
Chorus:
Passing on, goodbye so long
Passing on, goodbye so long
Passing on, goodbye so long
You're already dead
You're already dead
Verse:
Pine box riding, stringing up the cans
Throw the garter and bouquet to your skeletal relatives
Chorus:
Passing on, goodbye so long
Passing on, goodbye so long
Passing on, goodbye so long
You're already dead
You're already dead
You're already dead, oh-oh
You're already dead