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TravisDarkow
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Til Death Do Us Part

Part I.

Heroes of Bad Timing

It’s hard to sleep quietly, it hurts to be awake

And every day that I stay here is a day I can’t take

I sat alone and thought about the nights in this room

How was I supposed to know that this how is a tomb?

This town is a graveyard, the skeletons walk by

The wind blows in and brings the tears from the sky

I hate to feel lonely but the drinks numb the pain

The front door is locked and I’m left in the rain

Just two fucked up people, this life is so strange

I’m still apologizing for shit I can’t change

A pair of broken hearts sewn together you see

I wish I could’ve been who you needed me to be

A candle light burns out, the smoke rises up

I gave you all I had but it was never enough

Part II.

You Had Me At Divorce

There was a time when I would have believed every little word that you said

Every single lie that slipped past your teeth and dug itself into my head

Summer nights spent under the lights of the stars shining down

If I had to choose between your lies or your truths, I think I would rather drown

Like a Ferris wheel of tears and betrayal, you are the conductor of my sins

Around in circles we go, guess it just goes to show that love never wins

If you can’t take the honesty then the door’s over there

The light stretches out and touches your hair

Darling you never were one to fight fair

But if you can’t keep your clothes on when I’m not around

Then there’s nothing left for you here

There was a time when you would tell me you loved me

And I knew that you actually meant it

I think all the time about the times that we shared

And how we could’ve both better spent it

That Ferris wheel of our life is rusting at the hinges

Up and down, turned around

Two hearts pushed to the fringes

You loved me from time to time, but I loved you every time

Every time you lied, I died for you

And every time you cried, I died for you

And every time I tried to make things right, it was just never good enough for you

Til death do us part may come sooner than you might think

Part III.

Coffins and County Lines

You were the love of my life, but one little fight

And one big mistake, I got out of the state

And no one is ever going to see you again

I didn’t think I would get very far

I’m three states away; you’re in the trunk of my car

Next to a shovel and a bag of regrets

I’m certain now it’s as bad as it gets

This is a story that’s as old as time

Boy meets girl and commits a terrible crime

I pass through town after town as the panic sinks in

I’ve heard that in love you can just never win

How in the hell did we end up like this?

My mind only wishes for one last cold kiss

I take a left and drive down a dirt road

I can still hear your heartbeat like a haunting Morse code

I pull you from the trunk and wrap you in a plastic sheet

I slip your favorite shoes back onto your feet

I grab the shovel and begin to dig your grave

The necklace I bought you is the one thing I’ll save

I lay you in the ground and throw dirt in the hole

Your dead eyes stare up and burn right through my soul

I never knew that love could be so unfair

I know that I killed you; it doesn’t mean I don’t care

Alone in the woods as the rain starts to fall

Your blood on my hands makes my skin start to crawl

Oh how I crave one more word from your voice

The stream washed away the evidence of my choice

I look in the rear view and see the ghost of you

I look myself in the eye, what the fuck did I do?

I leave this place behind me as I drive away

The sun rises up to start a new day

I know you can hear me so I say this to you

I love you so much, now what the hell do I do?

I miss the cobwebs of your heart

Part IV.

Last Few Desperate Hours

Route 375, on this endless stretch of highway

The silhouettes of the distant mountains etched across the sky

Under the mid day Nevada sun

Mile marker 51

The days feel like daggers, the miles feel like anchors

Pulling me down and drowning me in all the bad things I’ve done

Pulled in this direction, like a self coerced confession

As I try to drive away from the face in the rear view

The dry air pours through the vents

Like the soul of the desert trying to stop my lungs

It feels like suffocation and a bit too much to drink

Your heartbeat in my ears makes it hard for me to think

Anymore

I see a little motel on the dusty horizon

I get a terrified comforting feeling that it might be my last stop

On this endless stretch of highway

I pull over, kill the engine, and nervously check in

Take my key, room number 4

On the bottom floor

Just past the vending machine

Lock the door, draw the curtains

To hide myself from the sunlight

Hang a blanket over the mirror

To hide myself from myself

I think what scares me the most

Is the chance that I might not get caught

I curl up on the floor next to the bed, and drift off from exhaustion

I dream of sirens coming to take me away

Only to wake up to the sound of my own breath

And nothing more

The neon sign out front cuts through the thin gap in the curtains

And illuminates the bed where you sit and watch me

With those beautiful dead eyes

In the last few desperate hours of my life

My mind collapses in upon itself

In the first few amazing days when we first met

I could list a thousand things I loved about you

Now look where we are

If I could go back and do it all again

I think I would do the exact same thing

You can’t change how people are

I couldn’t change how you were

But I loved you

I still love you

I take the revolver out of my bag

The one that I used to kill you

Check the cylinder

Raise it to my head

Take a deep breath

I’m coming back to you

In the last few quiet seconds of my life

I feel fine

Your necklace slips from my hand and hits the floor

As the morning light claws its way through the curtains

Just two fucked up people

Reunited for eternity

For better or worse has come and gone

The Earth breathed a sigh of relief

It is done.

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