Well all this time I guess I wished that I had the time to say goodbye She's a ruby and I liked red and until I disappear it a little too well(?)
I guess I should have kissed her That one night when she was leaning in, I guess I should of' lotta things, huh?
But Maurine, I can't come to your party, 'cause I think that I'm dead
All through the tunnel, and onto the tram I wonder what it's like when your hands stop this shaking It's as cloudy as I dreamt it would be It's as empty as I thought it would be
I hope it goes well I hope your dad's good I hope you've got presents That make you pretty happy I hope you grow old and I hope that you find somebody nice
But Maurine, I can't come to your party, 'cause I think that I'm dead