A serenade for kathy Ezra Bell

VERSE 1
Your breath was ? when you climbed into the water
You swear you saw your dead mothers face
She looked right back at you and didn't even smile
Neither offer you acknowledgement nor grace
Now I don't know the outcome but I'm sure it won't be good
How it could it be when it never is
Your little prince could be commuted
And you wouldn't even notice
But I can tell you this

CHORUS
I don't want to hear your reasons
I have no interest in your plans
This thing of ours which you arе leaving
I will see through to the end

VERSE 2
Count thе cigarette butts on the doorstep
The poems unread on the chair
The portraits you glare at and no one to dance with
A closet of clothes you don't wear
But I'd be caught dead in your skin
I'd offer you wages I know I can't win
While I know you're too wise to be ever convinced
I love you I love you I swear