How can it be that the only ones that turn out to me Are the only ones not in this life They find their way into me Under florescent lights Young and sweet and so well behaved and with Eyes to tell her story came to me in this world From this girl Under this organ knife She was 17 A living small town dream She went out with the wrong clique and now she's down here with me. A new one came with a pic and a note. It said treat him well and showed me a man half his age To find a way within me to give him back a new life Hair of grey and some scars to fade and laugh lines to spell A man i feel i knew so well. I understood how to bring minority back to his life He was 41 His families only son He addicted himself to the rope and got caught down here with me And now that I got to know you so well I'll see you on the other side of the hill I'll put you back in your 2 piece hotel And put you on display before u make it back to the grave And if i see you down here I'll be the one to keep from your soul in the mirror You can tell me all your secrets i won't care Just let me make you the way you were before we meet On that day I'll be waiting I'll be waiting here You'll be better here with me