And then we'll croak.

We've both been abandoned, hung out to dry. Throw the book at us and watch us die. At least I say it was worth a try and even though we failed, well we're a little more wise. We've been waiting to no avail we watched the rain turn into hail. I'll waste my last words on a joke. I'll smile and laugh and then I guess I'll croak. So as our hairs turn from black to gray and as our bodies shrivel from decay. I guess we'll laugh but then shed a tear because it's pretty cold in an empty theatre. Bury me next to my two friends when it rains on me it rains on them. And as we spin out on the ice we'll just sit quietly and think that's life. Well we've been waiting such a long time I'm sorry friend, but I'm a little behind. With all odds against me we keep moving, but now we're not moving. We've gone too far. I'm sorry that we tried. I'm sorry that we waited so fucking long and here we are. At least we'll die, and when we die we'll brush it off just like a joke. We'll smile and laugh and then I guess we'll croak.