Life don't work out the way that you want
Life don't work out that way
Wish I could talk to you after I'm gone
Life don't work out that way
Time is a
Time is a gift
When we met you seemed so out of place
Kind of perfect for me
We watched wrestling from the Great Lake State
And some time after you married me
Time is a
Time is a gift, oh
Cry like a
Cry like a kid
When I go
You know I ain't much for them robes and smoke
A house of God would have more comfortable seats
But if it'd make you feel better, go on
And have a funeral for me
Time is a
Time is a bitch, oh
Cry like a
Cry like a kid, oh
Crawl out your
Crawl out your skin
When I go
When I go
Wear my ring on a chain if I die
It's not funny, I know
But if they ask for your love, baby, lie
Because I don't want you being alone
