Clinch your fist, knuckle down and bite your lip,
This was never meant to be so permanent.
It's too late for my patience and grace,
I'll repeat what you said.
I think you're better off dead.
Draw your pistol. don't you dare hesitate,
Because I'm gunning for you, just like you're gunning for me.
Don't be shy, aim it high and to the right,
You better make it count. You better make it count.

I'll never haunt your dreams.
That's so cliche to say.
And I'm not one to play by the book.
And still, what we had is gonna serve a purpose.
I'm using this death, as a lyrical hook.
And when they ask where you've gone,
I'll say, a better place you're in a better place,
You're in a better place tonight.

The funeral will consist of you and I
I'm gonna burn down this bridge despite the wisest advice
I'll walk into the sunset.

And I'll never haunt your dreams.
That's so cliche to say.
And I'm not one to play by the book.
And still, what we had is gonna serve a purpose.
I'm using this death, as a lyrical hook.
And when they ask where you've gone,
I'll say, a better place you're in a better place,
You're in a better place tonight.

Here's looking at you kid, there's no shame in the easy way out.
Here's looking at you kid, there's no shame in the easy way out.
Here's looking at you kid, there's no shame in the easy way out.
Here's looking at you kid, there's no shame in the easy way out.
Here's looking at you kid, there's no shame in the easy way out.
Here's looking at you kid, there's no shame in the easy way out.
Here's looking at you kid, there's no shame in the easy way out.