In Lieu Of Flowers

Rain on the roof of your parked car

Sam, I was fucking afraid

I bit the ulcer on my tongue

And spilled my guts in your driveway

And I've been hollow for so long

I figured that's how I'd stay

No one's seen me without my clothes on in almost a decade

You said, "Hold on, the wound is gonna mend

And when it's all gone, I'll write in wet cement

In lieu of flowers, shake the dirt off

I'm with you 'til the bitter end"

Called a club in the village

Booked us a three nightstick

But if you'd told me to go fuck myself, then I'd get it

Eric said that he'd fly out

If I could clean up my shit

I can't lose you guys again, I swear that I'm gonna fix it

You said, "Hold on, the wound is gonna mend"

And when it's all gone, I'll write in wet cement

In lieu of flowers, shake the dirt off

I'm with you 'til the bitter end"

Hold on, the wound is gonna mend

And when it's all gone, I'll write in wet cement

In lieu of flowers, shake the dirt off

I'm with you 'til the bitter end

Box fan sings in your window

You keep averting your gaze

Bought you a notebook and a hoodie

I know that I missed your birthday

And, this time "sorry" don't cut it

All I can give you is space

But this next year's a leap year

So there's time when you're ready

If you're ready

You said, "Hold on, the wound is gonna mend"

And when it's all gone, I'll write in wet cement

In lieu of flowers, shake the dirt off

I'm with you 'til the bitter end"

Hold on, the wound is gonna mend

And when it's all gone, I'll write in wet cement

In lieu of flowers, shake the dirt off

I'm with you 'til the bitter end (one more time!)

Hold on, the wound is gonna mend

And when it's all gone, I'll write in wet cement

In lieu of flowers, shake the dirt off

I'm with you 'til the bitter end