Rain on the roof of your parked car
Sam, I was fucking afraid
I bit the ulcer on my tongue
And spilled my guts in your driveway
I´ve been hollow for so long

I figured that´s how I´d stay
No one´s seen me without my clothes on in almost a decade

You said, "Hold on, the wound is gonna mend
And when it´s all gone, I´ll write in wet cement
In lieu of flowers, shake the dirt off
I´m with you till the bitter end"

I called a club in the village
Booked us a three night stick
But if you told me to go fuck myself then I get it
Eric said that he´d fly out
If I could clean up my shit
I can´t lose you guys again
I swear that I´m gonna fix it

You said, "Hold on, the wound is gonna mend
And when it´s all gone, I´ll write in wet cement
In lieu of flowers, shake the dirt off
I´m with you till the bitter end
Hold on, the wound is gonna mend
And when it´s all gone, I´ll write in wet cement
In lieu of flowers, shake the dirt off
I´m with you till the bitter end"

Box fan sings in your window
You keep averting your gaze
Bought you a notebook and a hoodie
I know that I missed your birthday
This time sorry don´t cut it
All I can give you is space
This next year´s a leap year so there´s time when you´re ready
Are you ready?

You said, "Hold on, the wound is gonna mend
And when it´s all gone, I´ll write in wet cement
In lieu of flowers, shake the dirt off
I´m with you till the bitter end
Hold on, the wound is gonna mend
And when it´s all gone, I´ll write in wet cement
In lieu of flowers, shake the dirt off
I´m with you till the bitter end
Hold on, the wound is gonna mend
And when it´s all gone, I´ll write in wet cement
In lieu of flowers, shake the dirt off
I´m with you till the bitter end"