LYRIC

This was poorly planned
And executed twice as bad
And now we're swapping stories 'cross the table

Yeah, it's rather sad
That mom would cry 'cause dad got mad
So she locked herself in a burnt out house
While wedding bells were ringing out

This was poorly wrote
It's a shipwreck note for note
Despite it's many flaws it has you smitten

You're blinded by a verse or two
Convinced that they're all about you
But I'm drunk and just sittin'
Swingin' on your front porch singing

Keep it to yourself
Make your life a living hell
Die a little every day
Most people die that way

And when it all went wrong
You became a ghost
It's not as hard as you'd supposed
We're animals wearing clothes

Well now you know my tricks
I oversimplify a bit
And I break things down until they're small and friendly

Well that includes your heart
And like a rundown shopping cart
Goes creaking down the aisle
Throwing sparks and faking smiles

Keep it to yourself
Make your life a living hell
Die a little every day
Most people die that way

And when it all went wrong
You became a ghost
It's not as hard as you'd supposed
We're animals wearing clothes

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