Cut the shit you know it’s just instinct
Who the fuck are all those Valentines?

Make a menace of your own best wishes

Tell another loaded white lie


Well I’ve come to take you over

Just count your blessings you’re not older

When I see you down the line…

Every second is a brand new torture
Make an effort with your own mind

And so you tell yourself that it can’t hurt ya

But we all know it ain’t the first time



Let me be the one to tell you it's true
They don't wanna be on your side
Save it for some fucking happy birthday
All you wanna do now is die

Well I’ve come to take you over

Just count your blessings you’re not older

When I see you down the line

You’ll be happy that it’s time