Tomorrow

Tomorrow, I’m gonna find a way to die
I’m living only for a lover, and the death of you and I
But if you find a way to break my back
With needles, thread, and guilt
Will you cover me in kerosene
And burn my strychnine quilt?
Yeah, will you spit upon the path I took?
Will you cry from all the drugs I took?
Will be my little comedown hook?
And I’ll never ask again
Will I wake up feeling half of you
Has been stripped away or torn in two?
To kill a young man’s point of view
Is to kill his only friend, oh, oh
Tomorrow, we’re gonna find a place to live
I’m packing only means for redwood dreams
It’s a place that you’ll be accepted
Oh, fuck the world, just a boy and a girl
But it’s that leech you’ll have to shake
Through the love we’ll need to make
Call me sure, yeah, I’m sure I said
I said, I’m open wide
But you really have to understand
We’ll build a water slide
If you’re brave enough to hold my hand, oh, oh