The Killing Type

I wouldn't kill to win a war I don't get what they do it for It's all so terribly vague I've seen the pictures from a thousand years of battle and I think It's such a bore I walk New Orleans with a knife Like Mackie, hidden out of sight But I'd be useless if they jumped I'm really not the killing type Oh, oh, oh oh oh I'm not the killing type I'm not the killing type I'm not I'm not I'm not the killing type, I'm not I've got a picture of your mum Before the war when she was young She's got an etching to her right I think it's funny that she's looking to the left And it's her son I wouldn't kill to get you back And I've officially been asked I couldn't kill to save a life I'd rather die a peaceful piece of shit-bait Shame-filled coward, thanks I'm not the killing type I'm not the killing type I'm not I'm not I'm not the killing type I'm not But I would kill to make you feel I don't mean kill someone for real I couldn't do that, it is wrong But I can say it in a song A song, a song And I'm saying it now I'm saying it so Even if you never hear this song, somebody else will know I'm saying it now I'm saying it so Even if you never hear this song, somebody else will know I just can't explain how good it feels I just can't explain how good it feels I just can't explain how good it feels I just can't describe I once stepped on a dying bird It was a mercy killing I couldn't sleep for a week I kept feeling its breaking bones I've heard That if you see a star at night And the conditions are just right And you are standing on a cliff Then you can close your eyes And make a wish And take a step And change somebody's life I'm not the killing type I'm not the killing type I'm not I'm not I'm not the killing type I'm not But I would kill to make you feel I'd kill to move your face an inch I see you staring into space I want to stick my fist into your mouth And twist your Arctic heart Yes, I would kill to make you feel I don't mean kill someone for real I couldn't do that, it is wrong But I can say it in a song, a song, a song And I'm saying it now I'm saying it so Even if you never hear this song, somebody else will know I'm saying it now I'm saying it so Even if you never hear this song, somebody else will know, know, know, know I just can't explain how good it feels I just can't explain how good it feels I just can't explain how good it feels I just can't describe Die die die die die die die die die I'm not the killing type