A Song For Patsy Cline

My airbag light's been on for weeks

And I keep having dreams

Where I go through the windshield but I don't fix it

Patsy Cline came and sang to me

She told everybody

How she knew she would die soon before she did

I hear you cry on "Faded Love"

The air in August is heavy with salt and smoke and stings my lungs

My airbag light's been on for weeks

And I can feel it mock me

It's bittersweet like laughter through crooked teeth

I want to move so far from everything

That they could hear my heart beat

And then break as I lay dying in the street

They'll fix the ice cracks at the lake

They'll think a tire blew out in a car crash on the interstate

It's hard to watch you walk away

You saw the vultures that were circling just yesterday

It's hard to watch you walk away

(It's hard to watch you walk away)

Picking the bones of what's left of your misery

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh

So when my vocal chords rip

So when my knees give in

So when I bury all of this

Who's gonna give a shit

If I'm breathing?

It's hard to watch you walk away

You saw the vultures that were circling just yesterday

It's hard to watch you walk away

(It's hard to watch you walk away)

Picking the bones of what's left of your misery

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh

My airbag light's been on for weeks

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh

My airbag light's been on for weeks