It's as easy to wake up on the wrong side of the bed To be born on the wrong side of the tracks So if one day I came to find Only a dagger by my side I wouldn't be surprised that everything looked like a back And you won't have to catch me You won't have to catch me A cross of lilies lain beside a bed would be Too tasteful for the gilded garden that grew my desperation But if you fertilize my fear The only bounty I will bear Will be the harvest of Venetian preservation And you won't have to catch me You won't have to catch me Swinging from the balcony shouting sic semper tyrannis While history is retold From his ear to my lips There won't be a hunt on horseback There won't be an old tobacco barn ablaze for me to rest You can jeer at me when I miss my lines but I won't miss him And no one will miss me And you won't have to catch me You won't have to catch me Swinging from the balcony shouting sic semper tyrannis While history is retold From his ear to my lips