Buddy was still breathing
Buddy was still breathing
when i took him to his home
when i took him by the hand
while he was looking away
His blood floated in alcohol
his eyes went blank and focused on street lights
My patience,
Was built inside a protocol
of long lost friendships
and drunken man's rights
My patience,
was rising, was collapsing
I told him not to puke inside my car
but he did it anyway
with a grinning smile
So i stepped on the gas,
asked him about the weather
he grinned at me again and said,
that he remembered better
Better times, better thoughts
Oh, it didn't take me long,
for better or for worse so long.
Buddy was still breathing
Speeding and succeeding
I gave him a gaze,
and i asked him what he missed
his first love or his first kiss.
He just smiled and said
he prefered the pays
then he told me to stop
cause he needed to piss.
I want your money my honey,
your money my honey,
your money my honey
or this will turn out funny.
Your money my honey
your money my honey
your money my honey
and we'll never talk again.
Oh it didn't take me long,
for better or for worse so long.
Buddy was still breathing.