Buzzards

Lyrics by：Mae Estes/Randy Montana/Lauren Hungate

Composed by：Mae Estes/Randy Montana/Lauren Hungate

Produced by：Dann Huff

You can't tell I dyed my hair

I don't ask about your day

You drink too much but I don't care

The dog gets fed the bills get paid

We should throw in the towel

'Cause there ain't no saving it now

We can't be brought back from the dead

There ain't no resurrecting this

I can hear 'em tiptoeing up on the roof

Circling circling circling me and you

No use trying no denying

Something's dying

Can't you see them buzzards flying?

I'll take the good knives from the cabinet

You can keep your damn flat screen

I think the wheels fell off the wagon

Rolling down this dead-end street

It might be morbid but I think

We can't be brought back from the dead

There ain't no resurrecting this

I can hear 'em tiptoeing up on the roof

Circling circling circling me and you

No more trying no denying

Something's dying

Can't you see them buzzards flying?

Whoo

Hooo

Them vultures only come 'round

When the love's all run out

We can't be brought back from the dead

There ain't no resurrecting this

I can hear 'em tiptoeing up on the roof

Circling circling circling me and you

No use trying no denying

Something's dying

Can't you see them buzzards flying?

Can't you see them buzzards flying?