Suppose I Died

Suppose I died tomorrow wouldn’t you feel bad?
Sing songs chalk full of sorrow, remorse, regret
Of being oh, so mad
About me in my last few months as a living, breathing, young man
Suppose I died tomorrow wouldn’t you feel bad?
Suppose I died tomorrow, don’t you think you’d wish
You’d dropped your grudge?
Because now you’re picking up posies with an unclenched fist
And laying them by my coffin
You can cry, you can shout but you can’t change this
Suppose I died tomorrow, don’t you think you’d wish?
Suppose I died tomorrow would you go to my family?
Would you look them in the eye and say
I gave up on him cause he gave up on me
And would you finally believe all the times I said I’m sorry?
Suppose I died tomorrow would you go to my family?
Suppose you died tomorrow, at least I’d know I tried
Maybe not enough, but with whatever might
I quit my certainty in these troubled times**
Because I’m done with all of my pride
And if you don’t know that I love you
You will never know that I love you
Suppose I died tomorrow
Or suppose you died tomorrow
Suppose we died tomorrow
At least I’d know I tried