Laying in the 

    
silver
            
Laying over Mo

m

No one seems t

o wonder how I

 carry on

Better in the summer
        
I don’t wear a

 
 bra
              
I try not to t

         
hink of you

So I don’t think at all

            
Laying in the 


clovers
            
So I might fin

d
            
Would you roll

              
 me over in ca

        
se I died?

    

              
Laying in the 


wetness
              
Of my grandma’

  
s lawn
              
And all the tr

           
ash in the Uni

verse
              
will still be 

              
here when you’

  
re not

              
And would you 

              
finally stop t

              
hinking of you

      
rself?
              
And will you r

            
oll me over in

        
 case I fell?

            
Laying in the 

    
clovers
       
So I might fin

d
              
Would you roll

      
 me over in ca

         
se I died?

          

              
Laying in the 

 
clovers
         
So I might fin

d
            
And would you 

     
roll me over i

n case I died?
        
In case I died
       
In case I died


        
In case I died
          
In case I died

  
        
In case I died