His seat buckle wasn't clicked tight
Drinking a beer while driving wasn't actually legal
But what the hell
He didn't have anyone waiting on him
No love
nothing nearly enough
So what if he crashed
He wouldn't even be one to be counted
He'd be the last of the last
The highway crew would scrape his remains
put his bits in a bag
Who knew a life could hurt more than
That death could be more peaceful
More than fulfilling
That unliving could be something
more than the real thing
But you'd maybe hope so
You hear people say so
But they are all alive
Am I right? Yes?
It is easy therefore
You can say or do anything
but unless you know
and how would you know
if you don't do it
How the hell would you know
Just how bad it could be
Unless you did it
Just to see
