Would you find it alarming?
Would you find it absurd?
I've given up being charming
I can't come up with the words
Saw you under the spotlight
You whispered into the mic
Fingerpicking your Mosrite
You couldn't open your eyes
So you couldn't tell that moment I fell
Now I've got a proposal
I'll paint you a picture, I'll write you a song
I'll make it a hit with the platinum blondes
I'll buy you a ring with the royalty checks
I'll teach you to sing with the voice in your chest
Everyone knows how the story unfolds
I die on the toilet at forty years old
You fight with the family to keep the estate
While I sit in heaven and wait
If we had met when we were babies
You think we would have been friends?
Grow up to watch the cicadas
17 year dream come to an end
I got a favor to ask you
When it's time for my wake
Plant a kiss on the casket
And kick me into the grave
And if Saint Peter says no
Then kill someone so you can join me
I'll paint you a picture, I'll write you a song
I'll make it a hit with the platinum blondes
I'll buy you a ring with the royalty checks
I'll teach you to sing with the voice in your chest
Everyone knows how the story unfolds
I die on the toilet at forty years old
You fight with the family to keep the estate
While I sit in hell and I wait