John Mayer - Champagne For My Real Friends, Real Pain For My Sham Friends

You are a getaway car
A rush of blood to the head
But me, I'm just the covers on top of your bed
You steer in a rear view mirror
Make my head swim
I'll keep you warm
And won't ask you where you've been

With your backless black dress
Soaked to the skin
When it's said and done
They're all scrambling
And we're friends, we're friends
Just because we move units

Strike us like matches
'Cause everyone deserves the flames
We only do it for the
Scars and stories, not the fame
At least everyone is trying
Everyone is shining
Everyone deserves the flames
But it's such a shame, such a shame

The sounds of this small town
Make my ears hurt
(Make my ears hurt)
("Oh, yeah, you caught me.")
But I caught you on worse
Oh, they say:
("You want a war? You've got a war!")
But who are you fighting for?
Tide's out, ship's run aground
We drown, traitors in shallow water With your backless black dress
Soaked to the skin
When it's said and done
They're all scrambling
And we're friends, we're friends
Just because we move units

Strike us like matches
'Cause everyone deserves the flames
We only do it for the
Scars and stories, not the fame
At least everyone is trying
Everyone is shining
Everyone deserves the flames
But it's such a shame, such a shame

Everyone is trying
Everyone is shining
Everyone deserves the flames
But it's such a shame, such a shame

Strike us like matches
'Cause everyone deserves the flames
We only do it for the
Scars and stories, not the fame
At least everyone is trying
Everyone is shining
Everyone deserves the flames
But it's such a shame, such a shame