Loss

So draw me one more coffin nail

Paint it in my skin

Warped and twisted like my soul

From the grief I hold within

I've carried this for months

Still I feel guilt beneath the weight

For my mourning of a father and a son they can't replace

More than brothers in arms

Cut from the same cloth

We're not so different you and me

So why'd you have to leave

It comes in waves, from day to day

For what it's worth I'm drowning

But now it's clear to see

There's no such thing as happy endings

I still remember Friar Street

The crooked buildings and cobbled stone

I still visit every now and then

That place we called a home

I've carried this for months

Still I feel guilt beneath the weight

For my mourning of a father and a son they can't replace

I've buried family before

But somehow this isn't the same

I never thought I'd live to see your final resting place

More than brothers in arms

Cut from the same cloth

We're not so different you and me

So why'd you have to leave

It comes in waves, from day to day

For what it's worth I'm drowning

But now it's clear to see

There's no such thing as happy endings

For every rose, life hands you thorns

Not deserving of this pain, or that cold maternal scorn

I turn my head to the sky, and vow to be kind

I hope you feel this love I'm sending

There's no happy endings