Στοίχοι: Say Anything. In Defense Of The Genre. An Insult To The Dead.

Failure is angular
It isn't circle shaped
Every fucked mistake
I made when I abandoned her
And with my wand-like sex
I cast a horrid hex
I layed a curse on her, a curse on her
La la la la la la

Another wasted verse on her
Gave birth to her
La la la la la
Oh God
Forgive me Moses, Jesus, Allah

I have made such an awful regret of today
Oh today, I have made such an awesome regret

I could be more than this
With all the time I have
I am an insult to the dead
You should be over this
The infidelities are on account of me
And so I cheat on you, I beat on you
With words and with actions
I will never tell the truth
In dead aloof
With that, you are my fraction

Oh god
I have made such an awful regret of today
Oh today, I have made such an awesome regret
Where I stay
(Tonight this won't come easy)
Where I lay
In my bed of needles
Where I play
(Tonight this won't come easy)
like a bad child on the baby's birthday

Take a permanent vacation
I've got two months to live
And all the mental masturbation
Is just too much to give
So I'll go down to where the river
Flows into the sea
And you can bathe me in your body fluids
You can rescue me

Oh god
(Tonight this won't come easy)
I have made such an awful regret of today
(Tonight this won't come easy)
Oh today, I have made such an awesome regret
Where I stay
(Tonight this won't come easy)
Where I lay
In my bed of needles
Where I play
(Tonight this won't come easy)
like I'm a bad child on a baby's birthday
Here I lay (x 4)

(Thanks to mercedes for these lyrics)