[ you know you look like an angel when you're sleeping, right?    come on, wake up girl.   i know you're not going to spend your whole birthday in the shower...   i'm gonna go pack up the car   looks like it's gonna rain   c'mon, don't worry about it ]      it's only sprinkling, i tell her   nothing is wrong   and we playing the license plate game   and i'm lovin what she keep doin to my inner thigh   rockin' the diamond earrings i gave her   she's smilin', looking angelic   all her friends secretly hate her beauty   she know she got it   got me where she want me,   all erotic   next to her hand, the k is burning a whole in my pocket   i pull it over   get her a soda   i'm half-gone   hit the bathroom   stick the key in the jar to turn it back on   look in the mirror,   throw some water on my face   i'm snotty   thinking of things i'm 'bout to do to my girl's body   the rain is picking up now   my eyes are kind of lazy   the sky is hazy   she's like 'you look pale'   i say she was crazy   push the pedal to the floormat   hydroplane   corrected it fast   then slowed down past a car crash   she put her head on my shoulder   says she was gettin a little sleepy   don't worry baby, we're minutes from heaven      i picked my face up with glass in it   can't remember the last minute   glovebox: my girl's face smashed in it   i called her name out but she ain't respond   pulled her shoulder back, touched her arm   her entire fucking face is gone   i see her breathing,   i'm pleading with jesus   leave her lifeless   don't leave her like this   reach for the birthday balloon of nitrous   i'm trying to dial for help with hands i can't feel   stuck in the driver's seat my broken ribs gripping the steering wheel   she squeezed my hand and let go   i should have been sittin shotty   and the rain wouldn't still be pouring all over that angel's body   i'm trying to crawl back in the k-hole to get out of the car   but the k won't climb out of my nose and back in the jar   this isn't her i tell myself   at least she's happy   wherever she is her soul is out looking at me   i pump my fist to bleed out   to catch her and let the worms play   and tell her i'm sorry i gave her death for her birthday