Burymeinthecoloradosuites

Have you ever been in the parking lot next to
Broadway
It smells like smoke but it's fine cause I went down
The highway
And at night when all the cars are gone it's the
Perfect place to cry
But only at night

And if I die
I want to be buried so high you can see me fly
So my eyes will open
And a single tear will fall down onto my cheek
Wouldn't that be sweet
Bury me in the colorado suites

You'd get tired of writing songs with the same 4
Chords
With different sliders and different capos and
Different words
And it seems narcissistic when it's coming from
Someone who has - all the free time in the world
But it's tiring when you make it and it hurts

My friends seem to be getting more worried about
Me
I mean, i cry a lot so it's a given
But sometimes I wish they would
Be quiet so I could
Listen to myself scream to heaven

And if I die
We could be buried so high you can see us fly
So our eyes will open
And we could stare at each other as we speak
About our week
Wouldn't that be sweet
Bury me in the colorado suites