Last night I had a dream
Oh, she was laying in her bed, thinking of me
Painting pictures on her pillowcase with makeup and saline
At the same time I just left
I painted birds on my chest and I headed west
With a military sack on an Oregon four-fifty crew
And everything I had left, everything I thought I'd known
Turned to anchors on my feet, man
Turned my heart right into stone
And now I'm praying to God
Praying to God that those birds keep me afloat
Cause man, I don't want to die alone

At a Kansas City bar, an old man said, "You know it's [bad word] Well, pretty girls, they make graves
And I bet this one will be the death of you
Cause even, even, even I can count all of times
pretty little girl has helped me die
The only one I still know
The only one that mattered most
I tattooed her name right on my arm
Inside a banner rapped around a rose
And now I'm praying to God
Praying to God that her love keeps me afloat
Cause man, I don't want to die alone"
I don't want to die alone

And now I'm praying to God, praying to God
Praying to God, praying to God
Praying to God, praying to God
Praying to God, praying to God
Cause I don't want to die alone
I don't want to die alone
I don't want to die alone, yeah