Floating the room 

Two by two 

From the womb 

To the holiday 

There is no holiday 

First double-cross her heart 

He wants to start a family 

Needing something to go on 



If she weren't writing in blood 

She'd bring him her jokes 

A new liver 

And a shovel for the mud 

If he were not knee-deep in mud 

He'd bring her his drugs 

He'd get her a typewriter 



If this is the life 

Why does it feel so good to die today? 

Blue to gray 

Grow up and blow away... 



If this is the life 

Why does it feel so good to die today? 

Blue to gray 

Grow up and blow away... 



Nobody knows which street to take 

He took the easy way

What was the easy way? 

First double-cross her heart 

He wants to start a family 

She always thought she would not. 



If she weren't writing in blood 

She'd bring him her jokes 

A new liver 

And a shovel for the mud 

If he were not knee-deep in mud 

He'd bring her his drugs 

He'd get her a typewriter 



If this is the life 

Why does it feel so good to die today? 

Blue to gray 

Grow up and blow away... 



If this is the life 

Why does it feel so good to die today? 

Blue to gray 

Grow up and blow away... 



First double-cross her heart 

He wants to start a family 

Her body is the baby. 



If this is the life 

Why does it feel so good to die today? 

Blue to gray 

Grow up and blow away... 



If this is the life 

Why does it feel so good to die today? 

Blue to gray 

Grow up and blow away... 



Blue to gray 

Grow up and blow away... 

Blue to gray 

Grow up and blow away... 

Blue to gray 

Grow up and blow away... 

Blue to gray 

Grow up and blow away...