Lyrics:

Floating the room

Two by two

From the womb

To the holiday

There is no holiday

First double-cross her heart

He wants to start a family

Needing something to go on



If she weren't writing in blood

She'd bring him her jokes

A new liver

And a shovel for the mud

If he were not knee-deep in mud

He'd bring her his drugs

He'd get her a typewriter



If this is the life

Why does it feel so good to die today?

Blue to gray

Grow up and blow away...



If this is the life

Why does it feel so good to die today?

Blue to gray

Grow up and blow away...



Nobody knows which street to take

He took the easy

What was the easy way?

First double-cross her heart

He wants to start a family

She always thought she would not.



If she weren't writing in blood

She'd bring him her jokes

A new liver

And a shovel for the mud

If he were not knee-deep in mud

He'd bring her his drugs

He'd get her a typewriter



If this is the life

Why does it feel so good to die today?

Blue to gray

Grow up and blow away...



If this is the life

Why does it feel so good to die today?

Blue to gray

Grow up and blow away...



First double-cross her heart

He wants to start a family

Her body is the baby.



If this is the life

Why does it feel so good to die today?

Blue to gray

Grow up and blow away...



If this is the life

Why does it feel so good to die today?

Blue to gray

Grow up and blow away...



Blue to gray

Grow up and blow away...

Blue to gray

Grow up and blow away...

Blue to gray

Grow up and blow away...

Blue to gray

Grow up and blow away...