Big salty tears   Are what I tasted   As I drove    Past your house tonight   And now they're resting    On my burger   As I start to fry      Big salty tears    Here in line   Even those young fresh fellows    They don't sound too good tonight   And all those break lights    That are in front of me   They leave a watery red design      I'm at the age when I realize    The liquor store won't bring you back    I must be getting old    I'm at the drive thru    And I'm making my face    More fat fat fat fat fat    A big salty tears       I'm at the age where I realize    Nothing actually    Just do what I'm supposed to do    Two Seventeen   First window please   A big salty tears