the days in warm summer i would watch cars go by
light a ciggarette on the porch and watch the birds fly
i would wait for you to come over
but you would never show
i could not stay sober
to keep my blood flow
i would stay up waiting all night
trying so hard to feel right
i knew you would not come
but i would still wait until i saw a glimpse of the morning sun
and i would walk to an old cemetary
think and imagine my name in an obituary
saying on the step of the church i put one in the head
in absebse of all the loving words she never said
she never heard my sound
now im six feet underground
dead, awaiting to be found...
go without me
leave me behind
bad things happening
tearing at my mind
i used to dream of you
i dreamed of hopes that never came true
i loved holding you
your soft skin against my own
i cried for hours
waiting by the phone
waited with flowers
got plastered
i would fall down crying in the shower
one day you may see what you really lost
and you just may realize the life you cost
you will find yourself imagining the tragedy
and maybe to your surprise, you'll think of me...