Widow Party

All I ever need is what everyone needs
A shoulder to rest on and a heart to beat
It’s amazing how we refuse to believe
Anything that feels just like it should seem

The sentimental recovery that we feared
Wasn’t half as bad as it did appear
But I’m just glad to be invited to the party this time

And maybe they’ll confide in you now
Like all friends eventually do
They’ll include you in their plans for the night
Only for themselves to be amused