Shake A Shot

First of May to the last of March/ the whole thing is the hardest part
Even so, you should make a start/ and hitch a hook to your holy heart
Tongue atwitter and your knees a knot/ go to see the last friends you got
But they don’t wanna hear a word you say
Kiss your cheek and send you on your way
After all the suffering and shame/ they wanna know
Is it worth it? Is it there to gain?
Answer’s probably not/ but you should/ shake a shot
From the street, it seems so near, that/ curtain cutting through the sky so clear
Some preening pack casts a sideways glance/ at you standing there without a chance
If they could see with your killing eyes/ past that curtain to the room inside
They’d spy the body of your blood soaked bride/ they’d stop staring and they’d
Run and hide
They wouldn’t know she wasn’t cool/ that there was nothing left to do
Cause they ain’t you/ and there ain’t nothing/ that they’ve been through
Summer’s gonna come/ it’s gonna bleach these bones
We’ll just be long white sticks in a field of skull sized stones
I’m imagining/ friends/ all around
Laying down and dying
We were all wearing gowns/ handsome and proud