One More Song

You're always looking to authenticate
With a bullet in the brain. It's just another cliche
I can see you standing in your final hour
Hoping Jesus will forgive you for destroying his temple
There were birds in the trees that were witness to it
There were stars in the sky but they couldn't stop you
Vultures in the air said
"come on, Do It. DO IT!"
"let flow your blood
Let it flow."
A glass of tea and a couple cigarettes
Last supper of a man who's never gonna resurrect
But too young to have enough regrets
Never a chance to find that kind of exit
And a lover scars where it can't be broken
Nor the ground we sow treated barren
It'll bite your bones & send em flyin'
On some cold dry wind out of colorado
I'll admit I often thought about it
And I even set a place at the table for it
Every time I hear you kill yourself
My heart it wants for one more song, one more song