Could roll a four

Could roll a nine

Find yourself washed up in paradise

Just like before

She never used to mind

I lost my phone in...paradise



What a nice day for a murder

Well you call yourself a killer boy

But the only thing your killing is your time 

There's nothing absurder

When burdens just a burden

To your heart, your soul, your body spirits and mind.



Oh dont look at me like that

She wont take you back

You said too much

You've been too unkind



Get up off your back

Stop smoking..that

You could change your life

Do you think you'll change her mind?



Could roll a four

Could roll a nine

Find yourself washed up in paradise

No life before

No life behind

Someone else washed up in...paradise



What a nice day for a murder

Well you call yourself a killer

The only thing your killing now is time

Theres nothing absurder

When burdens just a burden

To your heart, your soul, your body spirits and mind



Oh dont look at me like that

She wont take you back

You said too much

You've been too unkind



Get up off your back

Stop smoking...lights

You could change your life

Do you think you'll change their mind?



                          Thanks to me0wishmews@hotmail.com for these lyrics