The talk of the town never talks to me I get shot down every time we meet And we're two lovers lives entwined at sea Unraveled... untruthfully I'm laid to waste in the rabbit hole I wanted to run, but I've lost control So I can shut my eyes and hold them close The end of... everything I know Haircuts and tulips My view from the grave, 28th of May, the Date and time, is 5:12 Drugs 3 times a day wash it all away I don't mind if I don't see the end. I just need a friend, and reassurance I don't need advice. Please stop being nice It was not about escape Running from the cops, hiding from my fate I told myself I'm stuck in this place. Trapped inside this face Looking on overhead, you'll see Everything I have, etchings on the Slab with My name and my time, but Until that final day, wash it all away In Yemen