Don't be that way 'cause I might be on that next train

If I get around to it

Oh no, Oh no, I'm so fucking undependable

But you have to admit it's part of my charm

Or at least I thought it was

Forget I said it


I'm ready for the next train wreck

A new disaster

'Cause I'm getting good at falling down and playing dead


Don't play that game 'cause I can't be held responsible

For any sort of injuries

I don't wanna hear it

She said, she said, "You're so fucking irresistible."

As she lowered her head into her hands

I guess it happened again


I'm ready for the next train wreck

A new disaster

'Cause I'm getting good at falling down and playing dead

I'm ready for the next train wreck

A new disaster

'Cause I'm getting good at falling down and playing dead


A hurricane. A tornado. A forest fire. A falling piano.

From out of a window. Where ever she goes. Pure disaster surely follows