They set a plate in my honor I'm not dead, I'm just stuck at work again I got a message from Jerry that says Fuck you, I love you man, how you been? I took six o’clock, dinnertime Shut the windows Close the blinds Head in book On pillow Lights out by 9 All for granted Busy being an asshole When we were all together What am I gonna wait till everyone is dying to be together again? I think about all the people in my life That I actually like And how absent I’ve been Then too much time passes Where I feel like the windows closed So I just let more time pass Until I'm completely unknown But the truth is No one’s asking me how I am either No one’s asking me So What am I gonna wait till everyone is dying to be together again? They set a plate in my honor I'm not dead, I just got off the internet Got a postcard from my past self that read If you’re alive, welcome home, it’s all how you left it If you’re alive, welcome home, it’s all how you left it It’s all how you left it Now eat before it gets cold What am I gonna wait till I am dying to start living again?