A Song For Patsy Cline

My airbag light's been on for weeks And I keep having dreams Where I go through the windshield but I don't fix it Patsy Cline came and sang to me She told everybody How she knew she would die soon before she did I hear you cry on "Faded Love" The air in August is heavy with salt and smoke and stings my lungs My airbag light's been on for weeks And I can feel it mock me It's bittersweet like laughter through crooked teeth I want to move so far from everything That they could hear my heart beat And then break as I lay dying in the street They'll fix the ice cracks at the lake They'll think a tire blew out in a car crash on the interstate It's hard to watch you walk away You saw the vultures that were circling just yesterday It's hard to watch you walk away (It's hard to watch you walk away) Picking the bones of what's left of your misery Whoa-oh, whoa-oh Whoa-oh, whoa-oh So when my vocal chords rip So when my knees give in So when I bury all of this Who's gonna give a shit If I'm breathing? It's hard to watch you walk away You saw the vultures that were circling just yesterday It's hard to watch you walk away (It's hard to watch you walk away) Picking the bones of what's left of your misery Whoa-oh, whoa-oh My airbag light's been on for weeks Whoa-oh, whoa-oh My airbag light's been on for weeks