I didn’t plan on dying this young
Driving around in perfect weather
Sunshine, iced coffee, the tip of my tongue
All I can say is it’s been a pleasure
I tip my hat to the neighbor, good Sir
He hates my guts, but that’s alright
I must remind him of something that hurt
But he’ll buy my drinks in the next life
My last cash went to a girl on the street
She’ll fight the sickness off for a day
Nod off, a baby wrapped up in a sheet
Life seems to kill you in mysterious ways
I drove to my grandma’s house in the fall
Apologized about the funeral
I drank too much, but I remember it all
Ten years of shame with my head on the wall
And she said “Honey, I was never angry, I was never mad
I’ve seen the flowers in bloom and danny boys laying flat
No, you can’t tarnish this love, and I won’t take it back”
And I wish I was the same, but I’m so bitter and cracked
Don’t wanna hate my guts, but I’m owning the past
And I just feel like I’m losing at this balancing act
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