27s club

I wanna give everything I can to you
Love, a hug, a hand to hold your hair back
From the toilet bowl

I don't wanna hurt you, but it hurts to see you struggling
Which is why you felt me tugging on your collar
As you grabbed another beer

Harm reduction's healthy to a point
But when you're weaning off your lithium
To make room for drugs and alcohol
I'm worried I'm complicit in what's keeping you down
21's not 27, give it 6 more years for Kurt, and 13 more for Elliot

I wanna see you famous
I wanna see you selling out a stadium
Or playing in your living room to the people that you love
And I wanna see you live