Smoke the tar down in your lungs Only feel to feel so numb Drown your child in birthday cake For he was happy then Tear the skin off of your face Try and recognize its place But even if it wasn't there You still just shouldn't care Pretend that you are not alone Inside your empty funeral home Dead inside like your casket I see you lying there Smoke the tar down in your lungs Only feel to feel so numb When I see you I hope I can Fall asleep And never wake up Tired of being awake I'll take all your klonopin Crush them up so delicately Like the bones of my most loved enemy And I'll stab myself in the chest Won't be happy, won't be sad But oh God its for the best