Last Rights

I'm not a bird you catch and release

Your last phone call

Some last ride home

I'm playing for keeps the characters are real

So don't ride me out

Like a noise that you hear and return

It's easy to land but harder to fall

Broken on command

I'll change my tune if it matters to you

God forbid that you listen

To the voice of a man not with it

March 16, this sorry is for you

Send it back if you don't want it

Like a noise that you hear on return

It's easy to land but harder to fall

Broken on the mend

Should you ever, ever need me to stick around

Should you ever, ever need me to stick around

Should you ever, ever need me to stick around

Should you ever, ever need me to stick around