Something Silver

Isn't it amazing that we're even here at all?

I guess a coincidence makes me last until next fall

Did you ever see your dad, coughing up love?

Maybe, next time, he'll even give you a hug

Something silver scraping up my spine

I'll be the one you talk about

I won't be with you tonight

Sometimes, I look up at the stars

And wonder if it's all gonna go wrong

Doesn't it make sense? Doesn't it seem right?

I guess sixteen years of life lingers every night

So, write wrong writhing letters back home

Saying things of deathly love

Maybe one of them will be enough

Something silver scraping up my spine

I'll be the one you talk about

I won't be with you tonight

Sometimes, I look up at the stars

And wonder if it's all gonna go wrong