Me a no good middling coward
I oh me oh my
You an all too true power
Of the cynic in my life

Wouldn’t it be nice
Tear it from the hands of time
Whose very structure binds
The words with which we can define

You an empty booth
Reminder of
A grotesque loss of youth
Me afraid to bury
My friend
We a broken family

Wouldn’t it be nice
Tear it from the hands of time
Whose very structure binds

Dull knife twisting inside
Daylight fading
Stop gap
Jerry-rig my fucking heart again
Dull knife twisting inside
Daylight fading
Stop gap
Jerry-rig my fucking heart again
Stop gap
Jerry-rig my fucking heart again
Stop gap
Jerry-rig my fucking heart again
Stop gap
Keep the burial dirt