The Songs That We Sing

	I saw somebody who reminded me of you
	Before you got afraid
	I wish that you could've stayed that way
	I saw a little girl, I stopped and smiled at her
	She screamed and ran away
	It happens to me more and more these days
	And these songs that you sing
	Do they mean anything
	To the people you're singing them to
	People like you
	I saw a photograph, a woman in a bath
	Of hundred dollar bills
	If the cold doesn't kill her, money will
	I read a magazine that said by seventeen
	Your life was at an end
	I'm dead and I'm perfectly content
	And these songs that I sing
	Do they mean anything
	To the people I'm singing them to
	People like you
	And these songs that we sing
	Do they mean anything
	To the people we're singing them to
	Tonight they do
	Tonight they do
	Tonight they do