Dead Like A Poet

I died like a poet

and sincerely wished

to be blessed by the fate

but was left alone to learn

to live to love the likes of you

Cause we fought like soldiers

but lacking valiancy, we died like flies

I swear your heart's bleeding regret

dripping from my mouth

collected on the sidewalk to spell:

Get out while you can

Get out while there's time

cause there's little left now

for a graceful bowing out

It's times like these that make me think

to hell with sobriety

It's times like these that make me think

to hell with everything

So come on baby

give me the best shit-faced smile

you can muster up

Cause you know you're beautiful

with you eyes glazed like that

Well I hope I am too.