Ive got a dying urge to feel the way you do
Too close for comfort bed and breakfast in a spoon
The shortest breath of your young life
A long walk home on friday night
You made
One last stop at the store
So close to perfect swear to hell thought it was you
This bouncing baby boy is now turning baby blue
Ive got your pictures on my walls
Ive got a long list of calls I must make
To your existing family

You had 9 lives and one by one you chewed them up
Your final coffin nails been driven far too much
This wont take long you said Im not going far
Go wait in the car

I often wondered what it feels like to be you
A mess like this stuck on your hands with crazy glue
Ran out of time no kiss goodbye
Wish I could learn to let this sleeping dog die
Without lying to myself

You had 9 lives and one by one you chewed them up
Your final coffin nails been driven far too much
This wont take long you said Im not going far
Go wait in the car