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 $#&@ 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