Any Sort of Plan

Oh, Dearest Death

What, have we met?

Don't kill me dead

I still have money

That I' haven't spent

I'll call some friends

I'll make amends

Oh, but you can't wait

For my bones to break

For the day they spread my ashes

Across the Bay State

And you can hang on every word

Or hang me out to dry

I wanna go to heaven

But I don't want to die

And I never said

The life that you were promised

Came without heavy breath

And it's hard to not demand

The answer to a question

For any sort of plan

Oh, no, no but you can't wait

For my bones to break

For the day they spread my ashes

Across the Bay State

And you can hang on every word

Or hang me out to dry

I wanna go to heaven

But I don't want to die

But I don't want to die

But I don't want to die