Looks like somebody got murdered

Thats the way it looks around here

I shouldnt wait for you

I think its too late for you

Too many toxic tantrums

Have watered down my fear

Too much of your thunder

Killed all my wonder for you



And its a queen sized tomb

Me in my water-stained room

Alone with my ends and adds

Associating with the gods on my walls

While you fear up portraits

And forward all my calls to the moon

I guess its coming down soon



Looks like some nasty weather

Blew into the neighborhood

Funny it was so blue

I guess it followed you

Well you ripped off my conclusions

Like a twisted robin hood

And Im not afraid of you

Im only delayed by you



And its a queen sized tomb



And the words drip from your lips like glimmering jewels

And thecongregation weeps while you plagiarize the fools



Aint it a shame

Nobodys got to leave home to find someone to blame