I heard about your last words and I can't say
  I'm sorry I wish you could have seen my face
  
  For the the first time in a long time I was really happy
  For the first of May
  For the last days of autumn
  For the summer in between
  For the few weeks when you said I should feel lucky
  I'm lucky, yea
  
  For the frostbite
  For the cold nights
  For the bleeding palms and knees
  For the rattle blister crash you bring
  For the stringy reddened crime you tried to bury me under
  For forcing it down
  For making me like it
  
  I like it
  I understand
  So what if you were all I had.