you wanna see what over looks like ya ain t gotta go far just a few blocks down you wanna see a picture of goodbye chairs on the table smoke hanging round the ceiling from the night before light coming through the crack in the door nothing says gone like a parking lot with only one car in it nothing says gone like an empty glass or sitting on the bar in the middle of the day in a blue light haze all alone nothing says gone like high noon neon she could be a left lane blur wind in her hair blowing through another town or staring out over a wing tears on her face head in the clouds it doesn t really matter now nothing says gone like a parking lot with only one car in it nothing says gone like an empty glass or sitting on the bar in the middle of the day in a blue light haze all alone nothing says gone like high noon neon nothing says gone like 12 o clock on the rocks and nothing says over like a parking lot with only one car in it nothing says gone like an empty glass or sitting on the bar in the middle of the day in a blue light haze all alone nothing says gone like high noon neon1