Tekster: Say Hi To Your Mom. Maurine.

Well all this time I guess I wished that I had the time to say goodbye
She's a ruby and I liked red and until I disappear it a little too well(?)

I guess that I should have kissed her
I won't deny it when she was leaning in
I guess I should a lot of things, huh?

But Maurine, I can't come to your party, 'cause I think that I'm dead

All through the tunnel, and onto the tram
I wonder what it's like when your hands stop this shaking
It's as cloudy as I dreamt it would be
It's as empty as I thought it would be

I hope it goes well
I hope your dad's good
I hope you've got presents
That make you pretty happy
I hope you grow old and
I hope that you find somebody nice

But Maurine, I can't come to your party, 'cause I think that I'm dead