Those guys are all dead now
I see them most days
There in the coffee shop
They drink purple haze
They listen to anything
They already heard
I can repeat our conversations word for word

Those guys are all dead now
They're all laid to rest
In funky denims
With calico vests
They were all gentlemen
They were good guys
I've never seen so much love in
So many eyes

Those guys are all dead now
And wouldn't you know
They eat at that restaurant
Where you and I used to go
They ask me about you
They think we're still friends
I don't have the heart to tell them
Just how it ends

Those guys are all dead now
I'm reading the cards
The ones that they sent to us
When nothing was hard
History changes
But what changes most
The you I remember, oh ha!
The you that's a ghost

No, I never came inside of you
No, I never came inside you
No, I never came inside of you

Ooh...