You love fiction I can tell, It’s in every word you spell Giving up is hard to do When there’s nothing left to prove How could a soul be so ashamed, Without an ounce of blame? Your checks are always blank, Did you know when your boat sank? You light your streets with cigarettes and Pave the roads with your regrets I fear you’re near A long december You fight your wars with paper guns now Ripped and burning in the sun I hear it clear The great surrender Can you remember who you were Before all the lines were slurred? Pluck a clover flip a dime, Will you still be here next time? Our lights will be left on Until all your illness gone May they guide your lonely way Through this dark night of a day You light your streets with cigarettes and Pave the roads with your regrets I fear you’re near A long december You fight your wars with paper guns now Ripped and burning in the sun I hear it clear The great surrender Can’t find a reason when excuses are all around Can’t find a reason when excuses are all around Can’t find a reason when excuses are all around Can’t find a reason when excuses are all around You light your streets with cigarettes and Pave the roads with your regrets I fear you’re near A long december You fight your wars with paper guns now Ripped and burning in the sun I hear it clear The great surrender