A Plate In My Honor

They set a plate in my honor
I'm not dead, I'm just stuck at work again
I got a message from Jerry that says
Fuck you, I love you man, how you been?
I took six o’clock, dinnertime
Shut the windows
Close the blinds
Head in book
On pillow
Lights out by 9
All for granted
Busy being an asshole
When we were all together

What am I gonna wait till everyone is dying to be together again?

I think about all the people in my life
That I actually like
And how absent I’ve been
Then too much time passes
Where I feel like the windows closed
So I just let more time pass
Until I'm completely unknown
But the truth is
No one’s asking me how I am either
No one’s asking me
So

What am I gonna wait till everyone is dying to be together again?

They set a plate in my honor
I'm not dead, I just got off the internet
Got a postcard from my past self that read
If you’re alive, welcome home, it’s all how you left it
If you’re alive, welcome home, it’s all how you left it
It’s all how you left it
Now eat before it gets cold

What am I gonna wait till I am dying to start living again?