Maurine

Well all this time
I guess I wished that I had the time to say goodbye
She’s a ruby and I liked red until
I disappeared a little too well
I guess I should have kissed her
That one night when she was leaning in
I guess I should of' lotta things, huh?
But Maurine
I can’t come to your party 'cause I think that I’m dead
All through the tunnel, and onto the tram
I wonder what it’s like when your hands stop this shaking
It’s as cloudy as I dreamt it would be
It’s as empty as I thought it would be
I hope it goes well and
I hope your dad’s good and
I hope you’ve got presents
That make you pretty happy and
I hope you grow old and
I hope that you find somebody nice
But Maurine
I can’t come to your party 'cause I think that I’m dead