Tomorrow
I´m gonna find a way to die
I´m living only for a lover
And the death of you and I
But if you find a way to break my back
With needles, thread, and guilt
Will you cover me in kerosene
And burn my strychnine quilt
Yeah, will you spit upon the path I took
Will you cry from all the drugs I took
Will be my little come down hook
And I´ll never ask again
Will I wake up feeling half of you
Has been striped or torn in two
To kill a young man´s point of view
Is to kill his only friend
Oh, oh

Tomorrow
We´re gonna find a place to live
I´m packing only means for red wood dreams
It´s a place that you´ll be excepted
Oh fuck the world
Just a boy and a girl
But it´s that leach you´ll have to shake
Through the love we´ll need to make
Call me sure
Yeah I´m sure I said
I said I´m open wide
But you really have to understand
We´ll build a water slide
If you´re brave enough to hold my hand
Oh, oh