Lyrics

All The Golden Girls Are Dead
(A. Wittgens)

Every time I see your face
it hurts a little less
than yesterday
letting go of you feels wrong
One day we will wake up
you'll say it's all been a big mistake I'll say I can make it there by dawn

Everyday I try to hate you
Everyday I try to hate you

All The Golden Girls are dead
Could I have been a better friend to you?
to you
to you
Motel room, 2 double beds
A halfway house inside my head and you
just passing through

Met you in the space between
my darkest hour and a waking dream walking on water smooth as glass
goodbye Lake Michigan
its time to kill the pain again
You know I'd come running if you asked

Everyday day I try to hate you
Everyday I try I try...

All The Golden Girls are dead
Could I have been a better friend to you?
my true blue
Motel room, 2 double beds
A halfway house inside my head were you
just passing through ?

Tell me, why do all the good things end and will we play our song again?
The truth is I just miss my friend
I just miss my friend