House-Meisner You came in sober, you went out a stone-cold drunk All the old engravings have been redone Come a little closer, let go of your problem Be happy that your love is here 'Cause good lovin' is so damn hard to find (How come) - nothing is said 'til the artist is dead There are too many highways Nothing is said 'til the artist is dead You go yours and I'll go my way Whatever happened to the love we should have had There was more than any other and now it's all gone bad It's just a state of mind the man said Then why are things so belayed When it's so much fun watching happy people come undone Nothing is said 'til the artist is dead There are too many highways Nothing is said 'til the artist is dead You go yours and I'll go my way You go yours and I'll go mine Come a little closer, let go of your problem Be happy your love is here 'Cause good ol' lovin' is so damn hard to find (How come) nothing is said 'til the artist is dead There are too many highways Nothing is said 'til the artist is dead You go yours and I'll go my way You go yours and I'll go mine Nothing is said 'til the artist is dead Nothing is said 'til the artist is dead Nothing is said 'til the artist is dead