Peel up my sorrow Like I won't be here tomorrow You're the only side of losing I can't take He'd have worn it backwards He'd have worn it backwards so He'd have worn it backwards He'd have worn it backwards so I called your dad a liar And pulled him out from under my tires Your uncle melted In the gasoline you felt it And the party that July sank through your skin He'd have worn it backwards He'd have worn it backwards so He'd have worn it backwards He'd have worn it backwards so I called your dad a liar And pulled him out from under my tires And so, I drove from Colorado And drug myself from deep to shallow Oh, wash over my lover boy Oh, wash over my lover boy Oh, wash over my lover boy Oh, wash over my lover boy