Some names have been changed

To protect the idenities of the innocent

So just sit back and pretend that this one is

About some other friend, about some other friend



So you and me sat down at some diner in midtown

And you could hear the conversation from the table over

Talking seeds and soil, trucks and lawnmowers,

And it's easier in nighttime,

When you had too much whiskey, maybe too much wine

And you wake up in the morning and you have to look at him

So you stare at your spoon, your upside down reflection,

oh yeah, oh yeah



April 5th, that blasted day when you turned your head around

Like the girl on the plane here

Like Freddy said in the poem read.



So why'd you have to get up and put your coat on?

Yeah, why'd you have to get up and put your coat on?

Yeah, why'd you have to get up and put your coat on?

Yeah, why'd you have to get up and put your coat on?