I'm sorry about the sun,
how could I know that you'd burn?,
and I'm sorry about the moon,
how could I know that you'd disapproved,
I'll never make the same mistake,
the next time I create the universe
I'll make sure we communicate at length
but until then . . . better off dead,
a smile on the lips and a hole in the head,
better off dead, yeah better than this,
better off dead, yeah better than this,
take it away cuz there's nothing to miss
I'm sorry about the world,
how could I know you'd take it so bad?,
and I'll never make the same mistake,
the next time I create the universe
I'll make sure you participate
But until then . . .
Better off dead, yeah better off dead,
why don't you try pushing daisies instead
and I'll never make the same mistake,
the next time I create the universe
I'll make sure we communicate, just in case.
"Someday," i told Jan, "when they demonstrate that the world has four dimensions instead of just three, a man will be able to go for a walk and just disappear. No burial, no tears, no illusions, no heaven or hell. People will be sitting around and they'll say, 'What happened to George ?' And somebody will say, 'Well, i don't know. He said he was going out for a pack of cigarettes.' "
Choke choke pride
Still I could only wait for you to decide
Tear it all apart you break my heart
Why don't you follow through follow through
And the day ends a so called friend
You´re drunk in bed
How could you with... Why would you...
All of them no one owns you
Just keep me hanging here
Tell me you need me dear
Tell me you're sure I shouldn't fear
Lies Lies Lies
Choke choke please
Have another drink on me
My love humiliation
I gave you every chance to leave
And you stayed just long enough to bury me
As I understand what no one can see
I stop
And all these words seem selfish and anger you
And none of them is true
But all of them confess until I choke choke choke choke
Choke choke choke
Choke choke choke
Choke choke choke
I thought I knew a true love
I used to think you really cared
Used to think I knew true innocence
I though that you were that
I know you too well when you lie
I hope you choke on them
and see for me for me
And all these words seem selfish and anger you
And you were always true
Am I the only one that hears you lie?
