Texty: John Hiatt. What Do We Do Now?.

What do we do now?
What do we do now?
What do we do now?
What do we do now?

When it's lying there with a busted heart
Like a piece of glass, where do you start?
Do we pick it up or say goodbye?
Is there one tear left for us to cry?

What do we do now?
What do we do now?
What do we do now?
What do we do now?

What if I can't stay?
What if you can't stay?
What if I can't leave?
What if you can't leave?

What if I believed every word you say?
What if you believed until today?
Do we call the kids or call the cops?
Can you hold me 'til this howling stops?

What do we do now?
What do we do now?
What do we do now?
What do we do now?

Gimme back my steel, gimme back my nerve
Gimme back my youth for the dead man's curve
For that icy feel when you start to swerve
Give us back the love we don't deserve

'Cause we rode it long, we drove it hard
And we wrecked it in our own backyard

What do we do now?
What do we do now?
What do we do now?
What do we do now?