Yellow Funeral

Give her a reason to live because she'd rather die.
Give her a reason to feel because she'd rather be numb.
Give her a reason to hope because she'd rather get by on cold cigarettes and despair.
Give her a reason to sit by the fire because she'd rather walk on ice.
Give her a reason to trust because she'd rather doubt and hold back the wind.
Give her a reason to breathe because suffocating is the norm in this broken town.
Give her a reason to swim because drowning is all she knows.



"She spoke his name too
soon. But that's just like Jenny,
never settling down."