Leaves Die Lyrics

Oh, I wish I'd died that night out on Marshall Street

When you dragged me face down

By my barefeet

All dead weight, bourbon, and morphine.

You left me lyin' by the stairs

With my lungs void of air

But I'm cursed to survive

Until next year, aw, next year when the leaves die,

So will I.

I wish I'd just been institutionalized

I wish the police had torn me to pieces for my crimes

And my wicked heart torn open wide

But there's no end in sight

Only more lonely nights

That I'm cursed to occupy

Until next year when the leaves die

So will I.

Oh just one more handful of your olive breast

Just one more taste of your cigarette breath

Just one more heartbreaking carress

Well it's too late for love

I'm so fucked up

So I'll keep on getting drunk and high

Until next years, when the leaves die

So will I.

I'm scattered like the trash in the valley

I'm shattered like the glass in the alley

Where the tattered rags tried to hold on me

I'll never love again

My soul is ruined

But I'm cursed to survive

Until next year, when the leaves die

So will I.