Quit

quit

if you're through with it

you are gonna make me sick

sitting their with your hands in your hair

quit

if you're through with it

you are gonna make me sick

no one cares who you carried to get here

quit

in a quiet murmur of spit

cash it in with a whisper of wit

haven't you seen them

loving your commitment

the show of a man who feigns

a love that i love

now i said it

so by the time you come to

we'll know just what to do

we'll be singing and dancing

for the death of romancing

yeah i have finally found her

yeah show me where it hurts

quit

here's your punishment

you had the best that you will ever see

you wasted it

now she sees the good in me

quit

we could talk for hours and hours about you

but we don't

what good could that possibly do

so by the time you come to

she finally forgot you

we'll be singing and dancing

our rebirth of romancing

yeah she has finally found me

yeah i'll show you where it hurts

you won't hear me breathe

i sleep so soundly

hear me

stepping over heads to get ahead

at that rate you will surely get your due

but you'll have to wait around

until you are dead

you won't hear us breathe

we sleep so soundly

your lost love and me

we're not listening

(so how does that feel now

cut the power to the amplifier

cut the cord to the generator

break every living mirror

in your ever-elevator

on paper you hate her

but to her face you're a savior)

pu my headphones on

and you'll all be gone