I heard about your last words and I can't say

I'm sorry I wish you could have seen my face



For the the first time in a long time I was really happy

For the first of May

For the last days of autumn

For the summer in between

For the few weeks when you said I should feel lucky

I'm lucky, yea



For the frostbite

For the cold nights

For the bleeding palms and knees

For the rattle blister crash you bring

For the stringy reddened crime you tried to bury me under

For forcing it down

For making me like it



I like it

I understand

So what if you were all I had.