Die Die Die

It turns out cigarettes can kill you

cause when you didn't come back

every time that I thought of you

I smoked a whole pack

I was up to about seventeen packs a day

I was refueling too

about every hour or so

I drank a bottle of white mule

I wasn't thinking about turquoise

I wasn't thinking about gold

I wasn't thinking about thinking

or about getting old

got to be so I didn't care

if I was leaving or loving

oh, what I was

and what I was becoming

I don't want to in your arms

I just want to die

don't want to die in you arms

I just want to die

and like a marionette doll

oh, manned by a fool

I went into the chicken shed

started looking for tools

well I worked for a month

build some sky and some clouds

and I built some myself some angels

with trumpets so loud

well they played hallelujah

and I knew I was done

I walked through a golden gate with pearl inlays

saw a never setting sun

well I knew I was dead

I couldn't do no more harm

well I built myself a heaven

where you died in my arms

well you died in my arms when I died

well you died in my arms when I died

well you died in my arms when I died

you died in my arms when I died