Top Shelf
There wasn't too much to say in
The car on the way to
Our father's funeral that hadn't been said
And better at that before
After straightening my tie for
The hundredth time
I turned on the radio- too fitting to find
'boys don't cry' by The Cure you
Sang along but you got the words wrong
I didn't let on that I knew
'Cause The one thing that I
Learned from dad besides
The cheap stuff fucks you up as much
As the stuff on the top shelf does is
It doesn't matter what you say or think
Or wish you said but didn't
Say- just what you do