The Band Perry - Buzzards

 The Band Perry - Buzzards

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 
Rollin’ 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?

Them vultures only come ‘round
Oh
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?