if i die
before the next new year
let no one say i didn't try
too little, too late, with my heart in the right place
found the right place next to you
draw a line from the house where we met to the next big thing
do our paths intersect (nothing!)
i was only joking bu*there's nothing left
but psychiatry and love songs
and all the girls, all the birds,singing you're soand we're so sweet i know
and we're so sweeti know,i know,i know,i know,i know
and if we liveforever
in some computer in the cloud
everything we worked for, everything we made
will mean nothing
maybe it did anyway