A Song For Patsy Cline

My airbag light's been on for weeks And I keep having dreams Where I go through the windshield but I don't fix it Patsy Cline came and sang to me She told everybody How she knew she would die soon before she did I hear her cry on "Faded Love" The air in August here's heavy with salt and smoke and stings my lungs My airbag light's been on for weeks And I can feel it mock me It's bittersweet like laughter through crooked teeth I want to move so far from everything That they could hear my heart beat And then break as I lay dying in the street They'll think the ice cracked at the lake They'll think a tire blew out and a car crashed on the interstate [Chorus] It's hard to watch you walk away These aren't the vultures that were circling just yesterday It's hard to watch you walk away (It's hard to watch you walk away) Picking at bones, at what's left of your misery Whoa-oh, whoa-oh Whoa-oh, whoa-oh So when my vocal chords rip So when my knees give in So when I bury all of this Who's gonna give a shit If I'm breathing? [Chorus] It's hard to watch you walk away These aren't vultures that were circling just yesterday It's hard to watch you walk away (It's hard to watch you walk away) They're picking at bones, at what's left of your misery Whoa-oh, whoa-oh My airbag light's been on for weeks Whoa-oh, whoa-oh My airbag light's been on for weeks