I? d say I? m drunk enough to hate you now Or at least enough to take a little drive around the block Crashing through the windshield can? t be half as bad as crashing parties Unintended for you You presence isn? t needed here It isn? t needed And at the hospital, the waiting room will not be crowded The paramedics will not stand the sight of this Instead there will be lovely flower patterned chairs And a blank television Will not be filled With closest friends and next of kin Instead the bottles will be empty And the bellies will be full This solemn day Has been quite intriguing to say the least I? ve mixed a wonderful concoction A miracle of sorts It contains So tonight ill either be fighting or lying in my own vomit but Either way the morning will be lonely And at your funereal I? m sure the guests will sit and stare With lovely words from people Who all knew your parents Pinebox memorial