I laid in bed for an hour today

Trying to die of natural causes

In case the Lord forgot to take me in my sleep

I grew tired of waiting, exacerbated

I rolled off my mattress in a heap

As I lay on the floor

My bare back sore

From a fall that I can't remember

I gazed under my dresser

A reminder to miss her

A trinket she left last November

Covered in dust

The color of rust

I haven't cleaned this room in ages

Her thoughts and her fears

She used it for years

Spilled bourbon and soiled its pages

Small journal she used

When she had the blues

She'd sketch out secrets to herself

Do I dare crack the cover

Read the secrets of another

Or let it gather dust on the shelf

I don't think I can help myself

He's got the worst case of wandering I've ever seen

In his absence I've found my druthers

I've refined the slag I'm packing my bag

I'm never gonna wait on another

Cause I laid in bed for an hour today

Trying to die of natural causes

In case the Lord forgot to take me in my sleep

I grew tired of waiting, exacerbated

I'm leaving this man to his keep

I'm leaving this man to his keep

I'm leaving this man to his keep