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