i watched us flatline on a hospital bed of grass.
just one more time i wish i could've asked
you to take me for a walk.
we could've weaved through the trail
that was always too steep for my feet
and laid on the grass so high we couldn't speak
-- but there was never a ******* need.
baby, i medicated all that i could
just like you taught me, just like you said i never should.
spin me down the halls of my hospital and then
kiss me on my head when i've had too much again.
there's only so much time i have left to spend
grieving over your loss when
i'm still waiting to recover from us.