Don't be surprised that you're my anchor
Would you want something better
You give me a loaded gun
You give me a loaded gun, insane
And you know I'll give you my best
Give you my best Kurt Cobain
Got a letter in the mail today
It was more or less sympathy
It said I see your still hung up on April
Tired of showers
Had your fill of winter ghosts and doubt
But I am halfway
Halfway through the month of May
