When You’re Gone

When you’re gone
There will be no healing
No moment of clarity
You will be dead

There will be no reeling
Out into the street
'Cause there was never anything I could do
Never anything anybody could do

I lie awake and wonder when it’s coming for me
My fifteen minutes of weakness
There is no peace
Not a hint of camaraderie
In this fistfight around the casket
And there was never anything I could do
Never anything anybody could do

So if that’s what you meant
When you said: I’ll give you something to cry about
Well, I want out