Honestly, hate it
It’s a special occasion
And I couldn’t be there for you

The more that I say it
The less I explain it –
I couldn’t see it through

Leaving Chicago
I could’ve died there too
My Colorado
Where did the line draw you?
I didn’t want it to

A body of navy
Your odyssey’s waiting
Just don’t expect me to choose...

...cus if I’d waited
For a better occasion
Then I could’ve seen it too

You were a star, but
Out there the light fooled you
I didn’t mind, but
It split like a tide, in two
It might’ve been nice to
Live in the sky with you
But we are where we are, and
It feels like it’s all too soon