bike thief Lyrics

When does "person" become "body"?

It isn't instant, not always

You used every spice in the cabinet

On a box of mac n cheese

It tasted too much like garlic

I didn't really like it, now it's all i wanna eat

And there's a space out there in the garden

You planted last summer digging on your hands and knees

The perennials all came back stronger

But people aren't like flowers, we're so fragile, we're so weak

When does past-tense become correct?

I guess it's instant, but i don't like that

Cause in my brain i'm still just a bike thief

I feel the wind like kisses on my face

I guess it wasn't really yours to begin with

Paying for borrowed time, on borrowed futon in borrowed space

And I hope that you sorta liked the tattoo

I never think of them as truly permanent

But if you die when they're still on you

There's not a laser on this earth that can remove it

And i hope you know i wasn't angry

You could've lied with the vodka on your breath

A billion more times and i'd still love you

Like a brother, god, i'm gonna miss you, friend