If I'm dying would you let me know
I got things to do before I go
Sleeping much too late to get a damn thing done
It's the little things I remember less
It's a postcard mailed from my old address
Drinking Tanqueray my youth is begging for rum
So tell me true
Tell me true
If I'm going down slow would you tell me true
Every stranger on the street looks just like
Someone I once knew
And I ain't sure I want to know
Which gate I'd make it through
So tell me true
Would you tell me true
I got nothing to write home about
I want to fix it up my wallet won't allow
My burning pockets turn dollars into dimes
Got a storage room for the cross and shroud
Got a hat hook ready for the thorny crown
Plenty of space all I need is time
So tell me true
Tell me true
If I'm going down slow would you tell me true
Every stranger on the street looks just like
Someone I once knew
And I ain't sure I want to know
Which gate I'd make it through
So tell me true
Would you tell me true
Well my head is hard but my heart is tender
I mark my love letters with return to sender
No one gonna keep my sorry self around.
So tell me true
Tell me true
If I'm going down slow would you tell me true
Every stranger on the street looks just like
Someone I once knew
And I ain't sure I want to know
Which gate I'm headed to
So tell me true
Tell me true