Red, White, and You - Matt Skiba

Down tide, sick with treason

High rise, final season

Your life cut to ribbons, too

Boo-hoo red, white and you

This time next September

You’ll always be dismembered

Our lives left in pieces, too

Boo-hoo red, white and you

No one will retain them blue eyes

When everything’s grey.

Hey

When the seas reaching the floor line

Washes us away

For those unknown pleasures

Bore your sunken treasure

The floor drops from under you

Boo-hoo red, white and you

This time, next December

Your name will be remembered

To blame for tearing us in two

Boo-hoo red, white, and you

No one will retain them blue eyes

When everything’s grey.

Hey

When the seas reaching the floor line

Washes us away

No one will retain them blue eyes

Once you’ve gone away.

Hey

Build you with the help of seven angels

Turn the holy grail

Down tide, sick with treason

High rise, final season

Your lives catching up with you

Boo-hoo red, white, and you

This time next December

You’ll always be remembered

You will go down in history

For your inhumanity

No one will retain them blue eyes

When everything’s grey.

Hey

When the seas reaching the floor line

Washes us away

No one will retain them blue eyes

Once you’ve gone away.

Hey

Build you with the help of seven angels

Turn the holy grail