Bike Thief

When does "person" become "body"?
It isn't instant, not always
You used every spice in the cabinet
On a box of mac n cheese
It tasted too much like garlic
I didn't really like it, now it's all i wanna eat
And there's a space out there in the garden
You planted last summer digging on your hands and knees
The perennials all came back stronger
But people aren't like flowers, we're so fragile, we're so weak

When does past-tense become correct?
I guess it's instant, but i don't like that
Cause in my brain i'm still just a bike thief
I feel the wind like kisses on my face
I guess it wasn't really yours to begin with
Paying for borrowed time, on borrowed futon in borrowed space

And I hope that you sorta liked the tattoo
I never think of them as truly permanent
But if you die when they're still on you
There's not a laser on this earth that can remove it

And i hope you know i wasn't angry
You could've lied with the vodka on your breath
A billion more times and i'd still love you
Like a brother, god, i'm gonna miss you, friend