Better Off Dead Lyrics

So that's that, there's nothing left to say.
It's all gone, it blew up in my face.
Maybe I could be a model of the human race
and take living as a prize for second place.
Yeah...
And all the things we left unsaid-
the straw men that we beat up instead
-they're just flies buzzing in my head.
The world turned faster than this
young, dumb b****** could tell.
Hell, oh well, maybe we were
better off dead.
So nobody predicted we'd be gone.
'Cause God told me your preacher got it wrong.
The market crashes, turns to ashes that you're dancing on
while some fat lady cues up for a song.

You just don't panic, so they said
in all the good books that I have read.
You just lay back and feed your head,
but that ain't clever, that never got nothing to
sell, hell, oh well, maybe we were
better off dead.