Long gone, the grifters and cowboys and dealers
Their gleaming chrome life had to die down
And now you’re dead too
(quietly turning over in my heart)

Unable to feel the choke of fingers around your own
Unable to make up for the weight that you lost
Unable to accept that this,
was all you.

Eyes closed, hand pressed palm to palm.

If you ever went to church you’d know;
God has nothing to do with this.