The reddest wine

The sweetest line

We're coming back

It's killing time

I'd like you to know that we're very upset

You're stupid songs that you wrote all wrong

We're better off now that you're gone

I'd like you to know that we're very upset

And I'd like you to know..

Bridges and terms we can't even say

Chemists agree we're better this way but we don't even care

We're running on fumes now it's great

Decisions I can't calculate

You're running on "j.d." and fate

Cry no more

The quickest hands

The fakest heart

A bitter end

A lovely start

You'd like us to know you're very upset

The finest cars

The crowded bars

The bloody nights

We've gone too far

You'd like us to know you're very upset

I've noticed a sugarcoat pack of words

You've grown this, a laughable looking war

And I still believe in a marketing scheme that daddy could never dream

A nightmare for you, a goldrush for me

Your keyboard will pull you through with electric beats and heavy metal leads

Well baby, that don't fly with me

(and we really don't care)