Wit failed me

I got a call today. I was informed Peggy was chosen to be honored with an award. The woman wanted to know how to get in touch with her. There was much I could've said. After a painful, awkward pause, I said simply, "she's dead." The rest of the conversation was unremarkably formula.

"Someday, there'll be a cure for pain
That's the day
I'll throw my drugs away"