No more mister nice guy

I love the dead

I've been thinking about it

Now i understand what he said



Ask me now

I understand the words that alice said

I kick the rocks beneath me

I squint at the sun

Sad, sad, sad, sad

Why must i be sad?

The rows of dandelions growing all around me

Why must i be sad? (sad, sad, sad)

(sad, sad, sad)



No one knows these things but me and him

So i'm writing everything down in a spiral notebook

In the hopes that one day

Other people will feel as low as this



Ask me now

I understand the words that alice said

I kick the rocks beneath me

I squint at the sun

Sad, sad, sad, sad

Why must i be sad?

The rows of dandelions growing all around me

Why must i be sad? (sad, sad, sad)



No more mister nice guy

I love the dead

I've been thinking about it

Now i understand what he said



Ask me now

I understand the words that alice said

I kick the rocks beneath me

I squint at the sun

Sad, sad, sad, sad

Why must i be sad?

The rows of dandelions growing all around me

Why must i be sad? (welcome to my nightmare / dead)

Why must i be sad? (babies / raped and freezin' / you)

Why must i be sad? (drive me nervous / elected /)

Why must i be sad? (generation landslide / un)

Why must i be sad? (der my wheels / muscle of love /)

Why must i be sad? (school's out / only women bleed /)

Why must i be sad? (billion dollar babies)

Why must i be sad? (sad, sad, sad)

(sad, sad, sad)

(sad, sad, sad)

(sad, sad)


more