I'm so tired 
Of your lies, 
And the evil things you're doing behind my back
Are the crimes that you have never committed.
I doubt it. 
Sometimes I wonder when will you die.

You're Insane.
You are bad. 
You wreck everything you touch, 
And you're a sociopath.
There's just one thing that everyone's wondering
When will you die?

School children stay at home, (Yeah)
And all the banks will close. (Yeah)
Each Year we'll mark the date (Yeah)
On which we celebrate (Yeah)

I know how, 
I know why.
I can picture every part of your comeuppance except
For the one remaining 
Piece of the puzzle 
Which is when you'll die.

This is Dan, 
And that's Dan, 
And there's Marty on the drums to complete the band
And I am John, 
And he is also John, 
And all of us are wondering 
When you're gunna die? 

Still you live
You go on, 
But your running up the clock, 
And if we knew how long.
I'll be counting down the days until the lovely one 
On which you're gone.

On that promised morning 
We will wake and greet the dawn.
Knowing that your wicked life is over, 
And that we will carry on.
We'll exhale, 
We'll high-five, 
We will know at last how great it is to be alive.
We'll be lining up, and buying tickets, 
And then we'll be jumping up and down on your grave.

You're Insane.
You are Bad.
You wreck everything you touch, 
And you're a sociopath.
And the only way to mitigate
Would be to know the date 
You're scheduled to vacate.
When are you going to die?
Look me in the eye
Tell me when you'll die.