Lyrics:

H-A-T-EIs that how you spell love in your dictionaryK-I-C-KPronounced as kindF-U-C-KIs that how you spell friend i
n your dictionaryBlack on blackA guidebook for the blindWell now that I can see my eyes won't weepNow that I can hear your
song sounds cheapNow that I can talk all your corn I'll reapI'm not so sure that Joey wed a Virgin MaryThere are no words f
or me inside your dictionaryS-L-A-PIs that how you spell kiss in your dictionaryC-O-L-DPronounced as careS-H-I-TIs that
how you spelt me in your dictionaryFour-eyed foolYou led 'round everywhereNow that I can see it's the queens new clothesNo
w that I can hear all your poison proseNow that I can talk with my tongue unfrozeI'm not so sure of Santa or the buck-tooth f
airyThere are no words for me inside your dictionaryNow your laughter has a hollow ringBut the hollow ring has no finger in
So let's close the book and let the day beginAnd our marriage be undone