Former Fan

Standing in the pissing rain
Hanging out on you, it's like
Trying to stop a moving train
Or howling at the moon love sick, paranoid
I pin you to the floor
I used to think about it all the time
But not much any more

He'll be gone, new baby boom
Lost it round on dead man's pass
Your writing's automatic
Your imagery's of us

Guiding light, hey cool
Beaucoup, I coudn't give a damn
They said, you looked like Jesus
And you believed us but I'm a former fan

Was a former fan was a former fan
No one had a baby or died upon the dam
Was a former fan was a former fan
Was a former, was a former was a former fan

Somewhere there's an empty car
Deserted on a beach
They haven't found a body
I think it might be his

Guiding light, hey cool
Beaucoup, I coudn't give a damn
They said, you looked like Jesus
And you believed us but I'm a former fan

Was a former fan was a former fan
Was a former fan oh, oh