Ain't Mad At That

We could build a rocketship Fly to the moon Forget about everyone Whoever hurt you As long as you know what They're saying ain't true We could buy a brand new house Start a new band Forget about everyone They'd never understand As long as you know that these Tears in my hands I cried for you I cried for you Floating out among the stars We made the front page news A postcard in the mailbox Says we're coming home soon But I can't patch the holes in the souls of my shoes I cried for you I cried for you I cried for you I cried, I cried for you We could build a rocketship Fly to the moon Forget about everyone They're just passing through...