i see you again, a painful reminder
a casualty of acquaintenance,
looking for the first f*** up
god knows you must be tired
the cross you bear, your favorite shelter
the forget me not of that loyal temper
smell you later friends
who's gonna pay for this s***?
well, that depends
you're sad
that you had to miss it
but you're glad
you weren't involved
when a shock to the ribs
or a kick to the head
didn't open up
your lying eyes,
despite the anger and dissent,
with our regrets,
your check request's denied
i stared at heaven through the gates of hell
liked the weather, couldn't stand the smell
and still i spit out razors from my bitter eyes
tall as a banana fence, blasting cigarettes
dull as any hammer gets
twice the mess
don't trust me or my temper
when i get drunk i lie
some dummies got the affluence to match their madness
started off at a size eleven, moved to cohasset,
built a dollhouse for a month and cried
they're splitting at the seams, so why am i?
i stared at heaven through the gates of hell
liked the weather, couldn't stand the smell
and still i spill out razors from my bitter eyes
it's the blood from the rock
that you can't get enough
that razor's love for bitter me
who's batching up the harmony?
with a smile that said i'm guilty,
i stood up:
i left heaven at the gates of hell
and i am never going back
a casualty of acquaintenance,
looking for the first f*** up
god knows you must be tired
the cross you bear, your favorite shelter
the forget me not of that loyal temper
smell you later friends
who's gonna pay for this s***?
well, that depends
you're sad
that you had to miss it
but you're glad
you weren't involved
when a shock to the ribs
or a kick to the head
didn't open up
your lying eyes,
despite the anger and dissent,
with our regrets,
your check request's denied
i stared at heaven through the gates of hell
liked the weather, couldn't stand the smell
and still i spit out razors from my bitter eyes
tall as a banana fence, blasting cigarettes
dull as any hammer gets
twice the mess
don't trust me or my temper
when i get drunk i lie
some dummies got the affluence to match their madness
started off at a size eleven, moved to cohasset,
built a dollhouse for a month and cried
they're splitting at the seams, so why am i?
i stared at heaven through the gates of hell
liked the weather, couldn't stand the smell
and still i spill out razors from my bitter eyes
it's the blood from the rock
that you can't get enough
that razor's love for bitter me
who's batching up the harmony?
with a smile that said i'm guilty,
i stood up:
i left heaven at the gates of hell
and i am never going back