I could get very lost a cove no bigger than a bread box And no place to rest my headstone,beat a river Beat it thru the rock and hope to god that it rains They say that sunday is very ugly And lock the door to the cage and throw away the keyhole
When there is nothing left to give away,then we begin to steal What did you do to deserve all of this Brains go away and rust like tin My mouth hurts go ahead burn holes in yourself and die forgotten There are some things that we wait lifetimes for that sneak thru Peep-holes What did you do to deserve all of this
We had the wrong season the circis in her head left weeks ago But there is a half moon at a quarter to two and tonight we will go walking Tell me the saddest tale you know and will raise you ten What did you do to deserve all of this
