Til Death Do Us Part
Part I.
Heroes of Bad Timing
It’s hard to sleep quietly, it hurts to be awake
And every day that I stay here is a day I can’t take
I sat alone and thought about the nights in this room
How was I supposed to know that this how is a tomb?
This town is a graveyard, the skeletons walk by
The wind blows in and brings the tears from the sky
I hate to feel lonely but the drinks numb the pain
The front door is locked and I’m left in the rain
Just two fucked up people, this life is so strange
I’m still apologizing for shit I can’t change
A pair of broken hearts sewn together you see
I wish I could’ve been who you needed me to be
A candle light burns out, the smoke rises up
I gave you all I had but it was never enough
Part II.
You Had Me At Divorce
There was a time when I would have believed every little word that you said
Every single lie that slipped past your teeth and dug itself into my head
Summer nights spent under the lights of the stars shining down
If I had to choose between your lies or your truths, I think I would rather drown
Like a Ferris wheel of tears and betrayal, you are the conductor of my sins
Around in circles we go, guess it just goes to show that love never wins
If you can’t take the honesty then the door’s over there
The light stretches out and touches your hair
Darling you never were one to fight fair
But if you can’t keep your clothes on when I’m not around
Then there’s nothing left for you here
There was a time when you would tell me you loved me
And I knew that you actually meant it
I think all the time about the times that we shared
And how we could’ve both better spent it
That Ferris wheel of our life is rusting at the hinges
Up and down, turned around
Two hearts pushed to the fringes
You loved me from time to time, but I loved you every time
Every time you lied, I died for you
And every time you cried, I died for you
And every time I tried to make things right, it was just never good enough for you
Til death do us part may come sooner than you might think
Part III.
Coffins and County Lines
You were the love of my life, but one little fight
And one big mistake, I got out of the state
And no one is ever going to see you again
I didn’t think I would get very far
I’m three states away; you’re in the trunk of my car
Next to a shovel and a bag of regrets
I’m certain now it’s as bad as it gets
This is a story that’s as old as time
Boy meets girl and commits a terrible crime
I pass through town after town as the panic sinks in
I’ve heard that in love you can just never win
How in the hell did we end up like this?
My mind only wishes for one last cold kiss
I take a left and drive down a dirt road
I can still hear your heartbeat like a haunting Morse code
I pull you from the trunk and wrap you in a plastic sheet
I slip your favorite shoes back onto your feet
I grab the shovel and begin to dig your grave
The necklace I bought you is the one thing I’ll save
I lay you in the ground and throw dirt in the hole
Your dead eyes stare up and burn right through my soul
I never knew that love could be so unfair
I know that I killed you; it doesn’t mean I don’t care
Alone in the woods as the rain starts to fall
Your blood on my hands makes my skin start to crawl
Oh how I crave one more word from your voice
The stream washed away the evidence of my choice
I look in the rear view and see the ghost of you
I look myself in the eye, what the fuck did I do?
I leave this place behind me as I drive away
The sun rises up to start a new day
I know you can hear me so I say this to you
I love you so much, now what the hell do I do?
I miss the cobwebs of your heart
Part IV.
Last Few Desperate Hours
Route 375, on this endless stretch of highway
The silhouettes of the distant mountains etched across the sky
Under the mid day Nevada sun
Mile marker 51
The days feel like daggers, the miles feel like anchors
Pulling me down and drowning me in all the bad things I’ve done
Pulled in this direction, like a self coerced confession
As I try to drive away from the face in the rear view
The dry air pours through the vents
Like the soul of the desert trying to stop my lungs
It feels like suffocation and a bit too much to drink
Your heartbeat in my ears makes it hard for me to think
Anymore
I see a little motel on the dusty horizon
I get a terrified comforting feeling that it might be my last stop
On this endless stretch of highway
I pull over, kill the engine, and nervously check in
Take my key, room number 4
On the bottom floor
Just past the vending machine
Lock the door, draw the curtains
To hide myself from the sunlight
Hang a blanket over the mirror
To hide myself from myself
I think what scares me the most
Is the chance that I might not get caught
I curl up on the floor next to the bed, and drift off from exhaustion
I dream of sirens coming to take me away
Only to wake up to the sound of my own breath
And nothing more
The neon sign out front cuts through the thin gap in the curtains
And illuminates the bed where you sit and watch me
With those beautiful dead eyes
In the last few desperate hours of my life
My mind collapses in upon itself
In the first few amazing days when we first met
I could list a thousand things I loved about you
Now look where we are
If I could go back and do it all again
I think I would do the exact same thing
You can’t change how people are
I couldn’t change how you were
But I loved you
I still love you
I take the revolver out of my bag
The one that I used to kill you
Check the cylinder
Raise it to my head
Take a deep breath
I’m coming back to you
In the last few quiet seconds of my life
I feel fine
Your necklace slips from my hand and hits the floor
As the morning light claws its way through the curtains
Just two fucked up people
Reunited for eternity
For better or worse has come and gone
The Earth breathed a sigh of relief
It is done.