Pancaked by drunk dumptruck driver

Guess I didn't look both ways

Pennsylvania Dutch haze

Had my head stuck up a cloud

No truck as loud as the crowd that cheers in my ears thinkin bout you

Someone call the EMT's to please scrape me off the street

Being flat's unflattering

A note I couldn't sing

Not to kill the cat, but spill the tea

Curiosity

Liz is listening through the grapevine

Wondering why she can't find me

Someone draw the short straw, call with your report

All well wishes and RIP's

Say I used up all my luck

When she said she was in love with me