Sometimes I wanna quit this all and become an accountant now. But I'm no good at math and besides the dollar is down. Plant palm trees on Lake Michigan before it gets cold.
Bury me standing under your window. With this cinderblock in hand. Yeah, 'cause no one will ever feel like this again. And if I could move I'm sure it would only be to crawl.
I'm holding out and I'm holding on. to every letter and every song.. I pulled myself out of the day we ever had to meet.. Are you through with me?. . So..
We take sour sips from life's lush lips. & we shake, shake, shake the hips in relationships. Stomp out this disaster town!. You'll put your eyes to the sun & say, I know.
Light that smoke that one for giving up on me. And one just 'cause they'll kill you sooner. Than my expectations. To my favorite liar, to my favorite scar.