You Don'T Know The Shape I'M In

Some say distance grows the heart
But I know sometimes we just drift apart
Everybody's walking in twos
Leaving Noah's ark
It's Sunday at the water park

We sat under a half mast McDonald's flag
Broken birds tumble fast past my window
And you don't know the shape I'm in

Punching holes in the hotel room
Singing all you had to do was be nice
Whoa, whoa, whoa, be nice to me
Clarinet singing it's lonesome duck walk
Clarinet singing it's lonesome duck walk
What else can you say to help a friend with a broken heart
You don't know the shape I'm in
You don't know