The Last Kiss

Don't tell me that I can't live life the way I want,

Because I didn't tell you anything, when you were smoking a blunt!

You were laying there, suffocating, asking for help,

I gave you my hand, but you were too drunk to know!

Now every time you see me, you say I'm crazy,

Just because I offered my hand, but you didn't see me.

I don't know how to express it another way,

All I can say is your life’s not okay.

Drinking there, smoking, getting out of your mind,

Not able to talk right, you mumble, “I'm fine.”

I guess that you're fine since you say it that way

But the way that you said it seems that you're not okay.

I don't want to leave you alone, drinking, wasting your life —

But since you don't want to see me, I guess it's alright.

You swing at the air, looking for me,

But you're too drunk, to stay on your feet!

I holler, “ I’m here,” but you don't seem to care,

Because the moment I spoke you said, “Get outta here!”

I'm just trying to help, you know it's hard,

It's not mine, but your life that's getting dealt like a card!

So don't say I didn't help when your life is finished

Because I tried to help but you called me a bitch

I tried to help until the last string,

It wasn't enough because you're now extinct!

I came to your funeral, watched your burial,

Good thing that no one knew how your life carried out-

Because they wouldn’t’ve cried, but would’ve been mad, that you, lied to them all this time!

I felt bad, sitting there, watching you die,

Because I was the last person, that you had inside.

I looked in your heart,

It was broken apart,

I didn't realize how troubled you were.

I am the blame for not changing your name,

But it's okay ‘cause God loves us the same

Is it a problem that you’re not here now?

I don't know, I forgot to ask the crowd

They cry out loud, moaning your name,

I guess it's okay, you have so much fame,

I cry with the crowd, say your name loud,

I don't want the crowd to know what I'm feeling deep down.

Every day I saw you, forgot to say, “I love you”

It must’ve hurt your heart, that I passed by you,

Don't be ashamed that you lived your life that way,

No one here knows how it slipped away.

It's our pleasure to tell you that, we were not pissed, you are missed.

We are here to blow you the last kiss.