(Will all who wish to die please raise their hand)
I've been running a marathon
My telephone ringing
But my wish you were here is all
The people on the other end can get from me now
I'm only picking up if i can find a way to say "I won't let you down"
But the truth is lately I've been acting so selfish
Morning into evening my weekdays been so hellish
Blacking out my soul - thinking maybe I'll sell it
I'll Flip it for a profit and a digital coffin
Oh yeah
I don't
Know why both my eyes roll
When i start going psycho
I think they've seen enough
So tune in
Live at 9
& Watch me
Fuck up my whole life
Watch me waste my time
Cause I can't help myself
I ruin everything I touch
& Everyone i know
Gets a front row ticket to the shit show
Flash a sign so they know when to clap
& If it all falls silent
Play some pre-recorded laughs
I mean who really cares if it's fake - right?
As long as all our views end in k's
ICU's & drugs won't help my pain
Won't end up at heaven's gate
I hope that you're entertained
When you tune in
Live at 9
& Watch me
Fuck up my whole life
Watch me waste my time
Cause I can't help myself
I ruin everything I touch
& Everyone i know
Gets a front row ticket to the shit show
Gets a front row ticket to the shit show
Gets a front row ticket to the shit show
Tune in
Live at 9
& Watch him
Fuck up his whole life
Watch me waste my time
Cause I can't help myself
I ruin everything I touch
& Everyone I know
Gets a front row ticket to the shit show
Front row ticket to the shit show
Gets a front row ticket to the shit show