St. Clay Lyrics

I wish you would've told me that you weren't okay

So I maybe could've come to your house or your place

Or wherever you were staying on Walnut Street

Can't pretend I didn't know you were under my feet all along

What's the point of singing this song

When I know you can't hear me

I wish we would've kissed just so I could remember

How your lips tasted that night in November

But I'm glad I didn't accept your advances

There was nothing I could do but embrace your hands

You would've died if I would've loved you anyway

You would've still died if I would've loved you anyway

All along

What's the point of singing this song

When I know you can't hear me

Can you listen intently like I would've listened to you

If I would've known what else to do

I'm replaying our final moments together

To see if I could've said something else better

I think the point is that you were unlucky

The hole in your arm wasn't healed enough

You were alone when you died

And I wish I could've held you

I'd rather be traumatized

Damn it, I'd have kissed you then

My spit in your mouth

You were my friend

It's killing me now

Oh, it's killing you then

It's killing you then

You're forever, I know you won't ever be gone

I love you like you love the drums

A friend of mine told me your spirit's still here

Cause we're talking about you as we drink a beer

I picture you smiling and laughing at me

As I'm sitting alone, watching TV

I know you would've made it if you could've stayed longer

Up on big stages, I would've been your number one fan

I can't stop shaking my head

At all the shit you would've said

Fuckin' and drinkin' and playin

I know you still hear me

I know you still hear me