Southwest Corner

Hey there
Why don't you sit here all day
Waste your life away
Until you're old and gray

Hey, no, you're no longer here
Hey, no, you're no longer near
Hey, no, I'm leaving you, my dear
It's not your fault but lines are fine

Hey there
Why don't you go to hell and die
We can listen to the sky
While you just get high

Hey there
I'll sit amongst the bones
As we listen to the simple drones
As we wait for the ringing final phones

Hey there