lieblingslied
i hope that our few remaining friends give up on trying to save us
i hope we come up with a failsafe plot to piss off the dumb few that forgave us
i hope the fences we mended fall down beneath their own weight
and i hope we hang on past the last exit
i hope it’s already too late
and i hope the junkyard a few blocks from here someday burns down
and i hope the rising black smoke carries me far away
and i never come back to this town again in my life
i hope i lie and tell everyone you were a good wife
and i hope you die
i hope we both die
i hope i cut myself shaving tomorrow
i hope it bleeds all day long
our friends say it’s darkest before the sun rises
we’re pretty sure they’re all wrong
i hope it stays dark forever
I hope the worst isn’t over
and i hope you blink before i do
yeah i hope i never get sober
and i hope when you think of me years down the line you can’t find one good thing to say
and i hope that if i found the strength to walk out you’d stay the hell out of my way
i am drowning
there is no sign of land
you are coming down with me
hand in unlovable hand
and i hope you die
i hope we both die
[mountain goats. no children]