Tomorrow

Im gonna find a way to die

Im living only for a lover

And the death of you and I

But if you find a way to break my back

With needles, thread, and guilt

Will you cover me in kerosene

And burn my strychnine quilt

Yeah, will you spit upon the path I took

Will you cry from all the drugs I took

Will be my little come down hook

And Ill never ask again

Will I wake up feeling half of you

Has been striped or torn in two

To kill a young mans point of view

Is to kill his only friend

Oh, oh



Tomorrow

Were gonna find a place to live

Im packing only means for red wood dreams

Its a place that youll be excepted

Oh fuck the world

Just a boy and a girl

But its that leach youll have to shake

Through the love well need to make

Call me sure

Yeah Im sure I said

I said Im open wide

But you really have to understand

Well build a water slide

If youre brave enough to hold my hand

Oh, oh