Lyrics Have A Nice Life – Knife Throwing Contest

I was watching TV as you called
Voice cracked, this time it’s not interference
Call the cops, call someone else
Hands cold, irony of ironies

You win
But can’t say that out loud
I’m worried, but quiet about it
Does that make you feel better?

We’ll race the kids we hate into heaven
You know they’ll hate that
You know I’m on your side

You win
But can’t say that out loud
I’m worried, but quiet about it
Does that make you feel better?

Stop saying things you know are not true
Save that for your funeral

Stop saying things you know are not true
Save that for your funeral

Drape the pitch-white pall, motivated
To cough up blood upon your casket
You’re not in these eyes
?

If I hear you say that again
(If I hear you say that again!)
I will kill you myself
This place is all white sheets and blue pants
You can’t be happy here
Too beautiful