Journal of a Mass Murderer

(sad guitars fade in)

Come on, i'm begging you now
Come away from the TV
Turn off the lights
If the sun won't shine
Then the stars won't die
At least not in the night

(kick up)

Whoa, why cannot you decide
When you're watching TV
Whoa, why do you have to hide
In front of it, you can't talk to me

I've given you everything
All the things I can think of
Whoa, what do I get
Nothing that I ever want
Nothing that I ever need
Why won't you listen to me
Instead

(kick down)

Yeah, I guess you'll just leave me here
Alone with the thoughts in my head
Yeah, the big gap still survives, dear
I'm half alive
In my half of the bed

I say those little words
three of them make no sense
All they ever seem to do
Is ignore me
Just like you
Making me tense

(kick up)

Whoa, please come away from it
This late at night
Just porn and shows that never end
Whoa, when will you ever learn
It's not a way of life
It's not your friend

(up more)

Yeah, I buckled and bought you it
You promised me, promised me
No, you said this wouldn't happen
Now you can't say a thing
Look at what you've become

Ooooh, they will take you away
I've made the call, arranged it all
Ooooh, they will take you away
They'll cure you, cure you, cure you of it all

(down)

No, no more voices for you
Apart from simple mine
They'll go away forever now
Not a noise, no more signs
Yes, you'll take to me
Yes, please talk to me

(dramatic kick up)

You tell me that you will die without it
Yeah, i'd say you were diein'
You've lost your static shine
Look what it's done to you

Oooh, we'll bury you in your grave
All of us, huddled cryin'
Talking about you
Sayin' what you always loved to do
They'll say oooh yeah he loved to watch TV
Until the day that he died

(down to acoustics)

Whoa, that's where your story ends
I guess I should end it now
Not much to say now
Not that there ever was with you
I guess there wasn't much to do

(kick up)

You just lazed around with your friends
You said they meant it all to you
I told you over again
It'll cost you all, cost you all too

(down to acoustics)

na, na, nanana...

Oooh..yeah...

Na. na, nanana...

Whoa, whoa, yeah...

(repeat to slow fade out)