sitting in the backseat going going with that wind save save me from that old stress my shoes are wet with rain stomping in every puddle will take the dirt from my old dress laying on the floor now painting with every color pearls will fall far from the sky can i say i m insane now bird of a different feather but treat me like any other goodbye bells will ring and i ll follow you to the grave so listen babe and i ll tell you to be brave we ve got those feet i ll walk walk for miles you can t say i barely tried for gold i m the dusty corners in the basement of your home sweep me up and search for what you told i m the empty glass on your barren little bed stand drink from me those final drops of bourbon i m the one who loves the better things about you but thankfully to you i m just a burden bells will ring and i ll follow you to the grave so listen babe and i ll tell you to be brave tell me a story just listen mighty closely i m not who you think i am i ll tell you a story just listen mighty closely i m not who you think i am bells will ring and i ll follow you to the grave so listen babe and i ll tell you to be brave