Foreign Cab Rides

Now that I am dead, I hope that I ascend to you
“To who?” Always to you
I’m on my way back down
I’ll just live it up, then shake it off
So I never gotta think about it
I’m like night and day, I never want to stay
Do you? You do? Me too
I’m on my way back down
She said, “Turn me on, then get me off"
"So we never gotta think about it”
Stay with me, and share my disease
Gotta find a way back home on the way
Now that I am dead, I finally get to rest with you
Until, until you’re through
And send me on my way back home
'cause you’ve given up, taken off
So you never have to worry about it
Be careful what you say, you might have hell to pay
“I do.” You do? Me too
That’s why I'm all alone
'cause I’m right above 'don’t give a fuck'
And just below 'I cannot live without it'
Stay with me, and share my disease
Gotta find a way back home
Gotta find a way back home
So please stay with me, and die faithfully
'cause there’s no one left to save your soul on the way down
And if you’re my better half, you won’t know a thing about love either
And if you’re my better half, you won’t know a thing about love either
Well, I know that I’m pathetic
I knew before you said it; it all
And, I know that I'm pathetic
I knew before you said it; it all
Stay with me, and share my disease
Gotta find a way back home
I want to find a way back home