I don't want to be no patch on no quilt

(I just want to see...)

Tear-stained stitching linking memories to guilt

(I just want to see...)

I don't want to be no hair on no wall

(I just want to see...)

Blood-stained note saying fuck you all

(I just want to see what kills me)



Tommy, are you ready we better head to town

J.D.'s box is waiting to be lowered down

and you know how he hates to be kept waiting 'round



I don't want to be no chalk line drawing

(I just want to see...)

Toe-tagged question mark, until identifying

(I just want to see...)

I don't want to fuse with no economy seat

(I just want to see...)

fuel some fireball at 30,000 feet

(I just want to see what kills me)



Tommy, did you catch his face

before they closed the lid?

I swear I saw him wink once and flash me that old grin

Oh, you know, that would be just like him



I don't want to face no hollow-eyed ending

(I just want to see...)

Loved ones buried, empty days of waiting

(I just want to see what kills me)



Tommy, darling, come to bed

we'll try and sleep away this sadness

These memories, too, are bound to die

so our dreams will have to serve us

Tomorrow may be the day that our love betrays us