Take a breath and say goodnight

I 'll tell them all you fought the good fight

and tried to stay a little longer here

Instead you'll be under the sea

with cinder blocks tied to your feet

There's no CO2enough for you

so choose your hanging tree



The won't wait for you on the other side



It's the pain of being here

and the escape of all your fears

Don't fake your death just for the press

because no one knows that you're alive



When all the pills have lost their thrill

It's not the guns it's those who kill

the dreams that left you wanting

a little more from here

The seal the bag and tag your toes

inside a morgue that no one knows

The perfect crime it's career suicide

it's a million records sold



The won't wait for you on the other side



It's the pain of being here

and the escape of all your fears

Don't fake your death just for the press

'Cause no one knows that you're alive

It's so lame just being here

and the escape of all your fears

So tell your press your life's a mess

'Cause no one cares that you're alive



It's a game where you have nothing left to lose

except for a lonely life



It's the pain of being here

and the escape of all your fears

Don't fake your death just for the press

'Cause no one knows that you're alive

It's so lame just being here

And the escape of all your fears

So tell your press your life's a mess

'Cause no on cares that you're alive