Any Sort of Plan
Oh dearest death, why have we met?
Don't kill me dead.
I still have money that I haven't spent.
I'll call some friends. I'll make amends.
But you can't wait for my bones to break.
For the day they spread my ashes across the Bay State.
You could hang on every word or hang me out to dry.
I wanna go to heaven, but I don't wanna die.
And I never said the life that you were promised
Came without heavy breath.
And it's hard to not demand
The answer to a question for any sort of plan.
Oh no no, you can't wait for my bones to break.
For the day they spread my ashes across the Bay State.
You could hang on every word or hang me out to dry.
I wanna go to heaven, but I don't wanna die.
I wanna go to heaven, but I don't wanna die.
I wanna go to heaven, but I don't wanna die.