Chicken Bone

Is it really funny when I joke about

Never saying goodbye

Too much to consider

We'll be too far away before we die

I know youth is tasteful

And I know I'm in love

But I also wonder when that is enough

Wine on the porch turns sickly sweet

Should the alcohol numb me out

I don't want to lose my memory

On a wasted fantasy

Of so much time to kill

And so much life to waste

We're too far to just show dust

Well a martyr might get more sleep tonight

Than a sinner like me

I've been thinking about her and unfortunately

I drank too much whiskey

I know youth is tasteful

And I know I'm in love

But I also wonder when that is enough

The subways tumbling down the tracks

Aimed for 42nd

Up too late again, feeling like a wreck and

There's a chicken bone beneath the subway seat

Sad seeps in every time I fucking breathe

I don't want to waste my memory

On a wasted fantasy

Of so much time to kill

And so much life to waste

We're too far to just show dust