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SpikeDon't breathe or you'll catch my diseaseThere are definitions of dinner times and precious crimesdead behind closed doors.And lying in my bed, I haven't been able toslip out of my weekday skin.Feeling quite uncomfortable I noticed all the bloodstainslittering my sheets, and my tearsformed tiny worlds upon them.All the calmness, all the painI'm blistered, but I am not bleeding.I know that when I grow up they're going tomake a t.v. special about meand I'll sit there, in those leathered chairsand tell Mrs. Perfect that it was all so worth it--with a tear in my eye I'll saythat it was all so silly, all so sillyAnd when she asks my whyI cried today, I'lllook at her and saybecause I saw my therapist today.Because I saw my therapist today.When you die, you still exist as a holein the lives of your friendsand your family.Me, I'll just disappearand then sitting there, with all those holes,I'll know that I'm different from all ofthose complete folks,who walk and talk
Those Notes...I Kept Them AllHoney, honey, listen now,this is no break-up song,no 'forever' vow.Take it from me,baby, slowlylife is just a game.And every now and then I get clichéthat's because I can't think of nothing to saybaby when I'm spinning in the roundI'm just hoping the bullet won't be found.You'll find that I'm really just lazy,most of the time I'm neat crazythe sense that I make is all hazy,but I know, I know that just maybe...If I post it in a bulletin,right on campus so you'll listen,you'll see right in my bodythat between the linesI'm just godly! (just g-godly!)Oh...no! Sweetie, there's nobodyyou can call at 1:00 amjust to help you just toease your mind.And feeling quite bottomless, I suddenlynoticed all of the bloodstains on my sheets,and realized that I hadn't been bleeding(at-at-at-at all)You'll find that I'm really just lazy,most of the time I'm near crazy,the sense I make is all hazy,but I know, I know that just maybe...This is what I want, I wantThis is what I wa