The Thirst of May

Well it might have been the first of May But if anything it felt more like the last And nothing I could say was going to make you stay around To see me grow so ugly and so fast Do you really want to waste your life? Well I think you'd make a good ex wife Well it might have been the first of May But if anything it felt more like the last And after months of contemplation I finally accept things aren't going as I planned I awake in the night cold and damp from perspiration My heart sinks as the dark fades I remember where I am And every crumbling building tells Of how we forget anything that treats us well Well it might have been the first of May But I accept it wasn't going as I planned I never learned to swim so good But I'll be damned if I'm letting myself drown Card shuffling for a better hand Is still hopeless when the cards remain face down And if actions speak louder than words Making a departure can't be so absurd I never learned to swim so good But I'll be damned if I go letting myself drown Well it started on the first of May But it pretty quickly ran into the last And nothing I could say was going to make you stay around To see me grow so ugly and so fast And without stepping out of line Maybe your second child will be mine Well it started on the first of May But it pretty quickly ran into the last