death - ​corook

Spent the Fourth of July in Palm Springs
Met a woman whose husband died suddenly
She was about sixty-five
Loved him more than half her life easily
Still surprised when she wakes up alone
Puts on her favorite album even though she knows
She'll end up a puddle on the floor
She can't listen to Kenny Rogers anymore

She looked us in the eyes
Said cherish all our time
And I felt you grab my hand a little tighter

I hope you get hit by a car on your way home from work
I hope you get mauled by a bear or a shark or a bird
I hope you go in your sleep, peacefully, next to me
Actually, I'll go first, either way, it'll hurt
I didn't say all that to make you upset
Maybe I should just be more direct
I wanna love you to death

In our house, forever is a dirty word
The only box I want you in is in a hearse
I make jokes when I feel uncomfortable
I even laughed at my grandpa's funeral

There's always divorce
Infidelity, of course
But our love deserves something that's more dramatic

I hope you get hit by a car on your way home from work
I hope you get mauled by a bear or a shark or a bird
I hope you go in your sleep, peacefully, next to me
Actually, I'll go first, either way, it'll hurt
I didn't say all that to make you upset
Maybe I should just be more direct

It's just a morbid way to say
That I want you every day
And I don't want this thing to end 'til it has to
'Til your body starts to go
Or I choke when you're not home
I think Palm Spring lady knows she was lucky

I didn't say all that to make you upset
Maybe I should just be more direct
I wanna love you to death