Fentanyl

Rode our old motorbikes through Rancho Santa Fe
Past the Heaven's Gate Mansion
Just the footprint where it laid
Before they tore it down, to the ground

He handed me three hundred and a pack of empty Marlboro
Told me to think of you
Said I'll see how it goes, but I never did
'Cause everybody knows you

I want a second chance to talk
I want a second chance for you
Maybe you'd find Jesus
Or a twelve-step way through
But there's no goodbye calls with fentanyl
Fentanyl, fentanyl

Laughed at you in the parking the night you told me
Drove all the way Baltimore without stopping to sleep
To watch the sun come up on the other side
Wide eyed at the Atlantic tide

Maybe there's still something in there
That I just can't find
To match how I feel about you leaving us behind
Beside the way I think you hurt too bad for too long
Yeah, I know you suffered too much, for too long

I want a second chance to talk
I want a second chance for you
Maybe you'd find Jesus
Or a twelve-step way through

I want a second chance to talk
I want a second chance for you
Help you find some help
When I just never helped you

But there's no goodbye calls with fentanyl
Fentanyl, fentanyl
Fentanyl