On your way

Alright, let’s compare these lives
Why should I look at yours
I’m not handcuffed to five wives
and I’m not on all fours.

And certainly, you saw in me
what you would think is cool
but I just don’t quite think it is
I’m not that kind of fool

I’m not that kind of fool

Suicide’s for losers
unless it’s to deny
That’s when it equals victory and it
is cool to die
But oftenmost the kids are fucked
and so remains the wife
That’s when you weren’t worthy
in the first place, of your life
Oh wait.

I miss you
most every day
and I kiss you, now
be on your way

your way
your way