You Don't Know The Shape I'm In

Some say distance grows the heart
But I know
Sometimes we just drift apart
Everybody's walking in two's
Leaving Noah's Ark
It's a Sunday at the water park

We sat under a half-mast McDonald's flag
Broken birds tumble fast past my window

And you don't know
The shape I'm in

Punching holes in a hotel room
Singing: All you had to do was be nice
Whoa, whoa, whoa, be nice
To me

Clarinet
Singing its lonesome duck walk
Clarinet
Singing its lonesome duck walk
What else can you say
To help a friend with a broken heart?

You don't know
The shape I'm in

You don't know