<Verse I> There's a murder of crows off to heaven A coal black swirl to the sky I couldn't help but see you there Cussing out god without a care Does he know you now, like I tried? {Chorus} So cry me a river, my baby Make it long, deep & wide 'till off blue Because, this is going to be the last time You steal my verse, and kill its rhyme The way you love me, takes some getting use too. [Bridge] As the closer I get becomes too far I lower my guard, you raise the bar The more you're filled, is the more I'm removed. {Repeat the chorus from above once} <Verse II> There's no room for me, in your heaven Just a long hallway with "wet floor" sign The mood is low, the rent's too high Why call it death if no one dies? Aint it funny, how a man will walk that line. {Chorus once} [Bridge once] {Chorus again & fade}