All the poems that you have made

I'll etch them on my lonely grave

And I'll scratch them on my coffin lid

Till my fingertips are but bloodied sticks

Saw you watch my young heart turn old

When you covered me up when I felt so cold so cold so cold

And I saw you try to save me from this

And I threw it all down the drain, lord I needed my fix

Oh I'm in love with you I see all the things you do

But my heart is faithful to, faithful to another

I hope this blue minivan swerves in order to miss

An oblivious child in the street, and I taste its steel kiss

And that in the intensive care they'll give me some good old fentanyl

And I hope that your face through the haze is the last thing I see when my heart becomes still

Oh I'm in love with you I see all the things you do

But my heart is faithful to, faithful to another

And I wish it weren't that way

But my first love's here to stay

And I will die if I stray

If I stray from another