St. Clay

I wish you would have told me that you weren't okay
So I maybe could have come to your house or your place
Or wherever you were staying on Walnut Street
Can't pretend I didn't know you were under my feet all along
What's the point of singing this song
When I know you can't hear me

I wish we would have kissed just so I could remember
How your lips tasted that night in November
But I'm glad I didn't accept your advances
There was nothing I could do but embrace your hands
You would've died if I would have loved you anyway
You would've still died if I would have loved you anyway
All along, what's the point of singing this song
When I know you can't hear me

Can you listen intently like I would have listened
To you if I would've known what else to do
I'm replaying our final moments together
To see if I could have said something else better
I think the point is you were unlucky
The hole in your arm wasn't healed enough
You were alone when you died, and I wish I could have held you
I'd rather be traumatised
Damn it I'd have kissed you then
My spit in your mouth
You were my friend
It's killing me now
Oh it's killing you then
It's killing then

You're forever I know you won't ever be gone
I love you like you loved the drums
A friend of mine told me your spirits still here
'Cause we're talking about you as we drink a beer
I picture you smiling and laughing at me
As I'm sitting alone, watching TV
I know you would've made it if you could've stayed longer
Up on big stages I would've been your number one fan
I can't stop shaking my head, at all the shit you would've said
Fuckin' and drinkin' and playin'
I know you still hear me