smoking rock with my angel in milwaukee

like all great things

it starts with an ending

the door slams shut and you fall in love again

i'm sicker than i've ever been

and i don't know when it's gonna stop

i'm crying in my car

parked outside the dog park

i don't know if i can make it

if i don't make it

to allston for lunch

tell jeff i'm sorry

i didn't mean it

something came up

in the sweet heat of a dead or dying summer

i'm night-swimming down methadone mile

and ugly crying

i'm trying to call you a ride

before my phone dies

this is the last time

later on beneath the unlit sign

outside the s-mart

our stressed out highs collide and separate us

but before you can dive into the shallow black water of my heart

stomach pangs pull us apart

it's coming at me

like a car in the night

i live and die

in the headlights

i go down sometimes

but they still pay me

baby

i'm graceful when i'm falling

everyone applauding

come back to life

before my telephone rings

in the desert

i swore that i was born again

not in a church

but under neon heaven

you made it hard to have grace

day after day

from the clinic to the grave