Setting Yourself Up for Sarcasm

Girl, you've got me shakin' from the way you're talkin'

My heart is breakin', but there's no use cryin'

What a cyanide surprise you have left for my eyes

If I had common sense, I'd cut myself or curl up and die

Sticks and stones could break my bones

But anything you say will only fuel my lungs

Don't mind us, we're just spillin' our guts

If this is love, I don't wanna be loved

You pollute the room with a filthy tongue

Watch me choke it down so I can throw it up

Don't mind us, we're just spillin' our guts

If this is love, I don't wanna be

Hangin' by the neck

Before an audience of death

You would be the corpse and I would be the killer

I would be the devil and you would be the sinner

You would be the drugs and I would be the dealer

Everything you say is like music to my ears

YOU WOULD BE THE CORPSE AND I WOULD BE THE KILLER

I WOULD BE THE DEVIL AND YOU WOULD BE THE SINNER

YOU WOULD BE THE DRUGS AND I WOULD BE THE DEALER

EVERYTHING YOU SAY IS LIKE MUSIC TO MY

MUSIC TO MY EARS

Don't mind us, we're just spillin' our guts

If this is love, I don't wanna be loved

You pollute the room with a filthy tongue

Watch me choke it down so I can throw it up

Don't mind us, we're just spillin' our guts

If this is love, I don't wanna be

Hangin' by the neck

Before an audience of death

(Before an audience of death)

Failure find me

To tie me up now

'Cause I'm as bad, as bad as it gets

(Failure find me)

To hang me up now by my neck

'Cause I'm a fate worse than death

What a cyanide surprise you have left for my eyes

If I had common sense, I'd cut myself or curl up and die

Don't mind us, we're just spillin' our guts

If this is love, I don't wanna be loved

You pollute the room with a filthy tongue

Watch me choke it down so I can throw it up

Don't mind us, we're just spillin' our guts

If this is love, I don't wanna be

Hangin' by the neck

Before an audience of death

Don't mind us, we're just spillin' our guts

If this is love, I don't wanna be loved

You pollute the room with a filthy tongue

Watch me choke it down so I can throw it up

Don't mind us, we're just spillin' our guts

If this is love, I don't wanna be

Hangin' by the neck

Before an audience of death