Please Don't Die - Father John Misty

One more wasted morning

When I could be holding you

To my side, somebody stop this joyless joy ride

I’m feeling older than my thirty-five years

One more cryptic message

Thinking that I might end it

Oh god, you must have woken up

To me saying that it’s all too much

I’ll take it easy with the morbid stuff

Oh, and honey, I’m worried 'bout you

You’re too much to lose

You’re all that I have

And honey, I’m worried 'bout you

Put yourself in my shoes

You’re all that I have so please don’t die

Wherever you are tonight

All these pointless benders

With reptilian strangers

Oh my god, you’re so naive

You’ll leave this world in a drunken heave

Who’ll make the arrangements, baby, them or me?

Oh, and honey, I’m worried 'bout you

You’re too much to lose

You’re all that I have

And honey, I’m worried 'bout you

Put yourself in my shoes

You’re all that I have, you’re all that I have

You’re all that I have so please don’t die

Wherever you are tonight