Vulture by Finn Hansbury

Maybe my love turned to hate too fast
Maybe if I’d taken two steps back
I’d still be something you’d consider again

We were summer loving in the early fall
It felt like a dream, and worst of all
You followed me along the trail I’d bled

I’m honestly insulted that you wanted to be friends
Cause I can’t see a future where my love for you will end
You said you thought you’d never hear from me again
Oh, Jesus Christ
I thought that I meant more to you back then
But you loved me like a vulture loves the dead

You swooped down ‘fore you headed west
Picked me apart, now there’s nothing left
You left me in the dirt to lay to rest

I stayed there praying as I faced the sky
The worms and the rain made it all worthwhile
Now wildflowers grow inside my chest

I’m honestly insulted that you wanted to be friends
Cause I can't see a future where my love for you will end
You said you thought you’d never hear from me again
Oh, Jesus Christ
I see it now, I was your second best
You loved me like a vulture loves the dead

You circled me for the hundredth time
Kissed me on the lips, gave me a smile
And said that you were feeling guilty

Well I hope you saw all the love in my eyes
As you took my heart and buried it alive
And I hope you know it’s still there, beating

I’m honestly insulted that you wanted to be friends
Cause I can't see a future where my love for you will end
You said you thought you’d never hear from me again
Oh, Jesus Chris
Satisfy your ego and confess
You loved me like a vulture loves the dead