Even though you know it's fake
Me and death got to talking in the back room of a chapel, I don't know why I got up and left him there
Saw my body looking up from the casket and my whole family was drenched in tears
He said
“Death is a funny sort of romance, it can drive you insane or make you grow up faster than you intend.”
I saw a boy walking home on his last day on earth, I could have picked him up and made it a little less lonely, because God was tugging on my shirtsleeve
So now I pick everyone up I see, just hoping he will forgive me
Just hoping he'll forgive me
But I can't waste my time on petty feelings of regret
Think I'm coming home empty handed with a smile on my face Even though you know it's fake Me and death got to talking in the back room of a chapel, I don't know why I got up and left him there Saw my body looking up from the casket and my whole family was drenched in tears He said “Death is a funny sort of romance, it can drive you insane or make you grow up faster than you intend.” I saw a boy walking home on his last day on earth, I could have picked him up and made it a little less lonely, because God was tugging on my shirtsleeve So now I pick everyone up I see, just hoping he will forgive me Just hoping he'll forgive me But I can't waste my time on petty feelings of regret Explain Request ×
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