Lyrics:

I was born but I forgot it
We left our marks in drying cement
Hey mister don’t you doubt it
I was born but I’ve seemed to forgot it

I was raised inside a bible
I was living off life support
Unilateralist!
Single mattress!
Guilty Friday nights remind me that

Sometimes I feel like I should have said no
I feel like I should have said
Sometimes I feel like I should have said no
I feel like I should have said no

I met your saviour over an altar
I’m at your funeral, I’m at the slaughter
I met your saviour over an altar
I’m at your funeral, I’m at the slaughter

Trigger fingers catch your breath
Lay ‘em down slow
Oh my God it’s been far too long
Send my thoughts to the firing squad
Oh my God it’s been far too long
Send my thoughts to the...

Sometimes I feel like I should have said no
I feel like I should have said
Sometimes I feel like I should have said no
I feel like I should have said no