I've got a box of memories under my bed And when I take it out it messes with my head Covered in the thickest coat of dust You taste it when it opens up Sometimes when I get lonely I dive deep inside Dig through the polaroids and letters that I hide From myself cause it's so hard to see The things that once held all of me And ooh Still got your picture Torn in two But I just can't throw away You So I keep your memory in my room Still got my ticket from the first movie we saw With all our friends How are they? 'Cause I don't know at all Haven't seen them since 2013 But they're in my box of memories And ooh That ring is still as good as New But It's at the bottom 'cause of You And it stays in my Room with all the rest of these recollections I know they're dead but they ain't in heaven No they ain't in heaven Try to find any one good exception I know I can but where have they been Where have they been I've got a box of memories under my bed And when I take it out it messes with my head But I do it anyways So it all stays

Oggi piove Nella valle E Roncocesi ormai è alle spalle Torno a casa Come i cani A sbranare Gli aquiloni Yeah Testa o croce passa il tempo Braghe corte e poi In un lampo I ricordi Pelle d'oca E una lacrima Da mezza lira Dove sarai Casa mia Come sarai Vita mia Oh no no no Che sospesi per aria E ci giri via Come fiori Oh no no no Come piume nell'aria Portati via siamo soli Dove sarai Casa mia Come sarai Vita mia Oh no no no Che sospesi per aria E ci giri via Come fiori Oh no no no Come piume nell'aria Portati via siamo soli Na na Nainanana Na na Nainanana If you make him cry Aria siamo aria Nell'aria Solo aria And don't make him cry Testa o croce Torno piano Che quel cerco ormai È già lontano

Hey tomorrow, where are you goin' Do you have some room for me 'Cause night is fallin' and the dawn is callin' I'll have a new day if she'll have me Hey tomorrow, I can't show you nothin' You've seen it all pass by your door So many times I said I been changin' Then slipped into patterns of what happened before 'Cause I've been wasted and I've over-tasted All the things that life gave to me And I've been trusted, abused and busted And I've been taken by those close to me Hey tomorrow you've gotta believe that I'm through wastin' what's left of me 'Cause night is fallin' and the dawn is callin' I'll have a new day if she'll have me 'Cause I've been wasted and I've over-tasted All the things that life gave to me And I've been trusted, abused and busted And I've been taken by those close to me Hey tomorrow, where are you goin' Do you have some room for me 'Cause night is fallin' and the dawn is callin' I'll have a new day if she'll have me I'll have a new day if she'll have me

That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang All day long they work so hard till the sun is goin' down Working on the highways and byways and wearin', wearin' a frown Hear them moanin' their lives away Then you hear somebody say That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang He don't love you, like I love you If he did he wouldn't break your heart He don't love you, like I love you He's trying to tear us apart Gonna find her, I'm gonna find her, I'm gonna find her Oh, if I have to climb a mountain, you know I will And if I have to swim a river, you know I will And I might find her hidin' up on Blueberry Hill How am I gonna find her, child, you know I will 'Cause I'm goin' searchin' I'm goin' searchin' Searchin' everywhere Just like some Northwest Mountie That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang All day long they work so hard till the sun is goin' down Working on the highways and byways and wearin', wearin' a frown Hear them moanin' their lives away Then you hear somebody say That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang

When I was a boy in the days of the train I'd sit by the tracks on a long summer day And I'd wave at the brakesman, and he'd wave back at me While the thunderclouds rolled out of East Tennessee But the dreams of a boy disappear when you're grown And though I may dream, the railroads are gone The ties they are rotten and the tracks shot to hell Along with my dreams and the old railroad bell In my dreams I ride the rails to California Workin' diners and farms along the way Or I'd hop a ride to hide across the border With a black eyed girl beside me all the way Now the mountains are silent and the railroads are gone And the coal towns no longer hear the miners at dawn But the train whistle shrills out her memories to me While the thunderclouds roll out of East Tennessee In my dreams I ride the rails to California Workin' diners and farms along the way Or I'd hop a ride to hide across the border With a black eyed girl beside me all the way Now the mountains are silent and the railroads are gone And the coal towns no longer hear the miners at dawn But the train whistle shrills out her memories to me While the thunderclouds roll out of East Tennessee

I guess that it was bound to happen Was just a matter of time Now I've come to my decision And it's a one of the painful kind 'Cause now it seems that you wanted a martyr Just a regular guy wouldn't do But baby, I can't hang upon no lover's cross for you You really gotta hand it to ya 'Cause girl you really tried But for every time that we spent laughin' There were two times that I cried And you were tryin' to make me your martyr And that's the one thing I just couldn't do 'Cause baby, I can't hang upon no lover's cross for you 'Cause tables are meant for turnin' And people are bound to change And bridges are meant for burnin' When the people and memories They join aren't the same Still I hope that you can find another Who can take what I could not He'll have to be a super guy Or maybe a super god 'Cause I never was much of a martyr before And I ain't 'bout to start nothin' new And baby, I can't hang upon no lover's cross for you 'Cause tables are meant for turnin' And people are bound to change And bridges are meant for burnin' When the people and memories They join aren't the same But I hope that you can find another Who can take what I could not He'll have to be a super guy Or maybe a super god 'Cause I never was much of a martyr before And I ain't 'bout to start nothin' new And baby, I can't hang upon no lover's cross for you