Woe

All the words in my mouth that the scene deemed

Unworthy of letting out banded together

To form a make*******ft militia and burrowed

Bloodily through my tongue and my teeth

I stood proud in the gallery

With my open socket of a mouth for them to see

They all just laughed and said

"That boy , he, that boy's got woe, he lives with woe"

(Woe, woe)

And this girl who I met whose pride makes her hard to forget

She took pity on me but most likely because of my band

(Horizontally, hey)

It's all I can get when I'm lonely

And these visions of death seem to own me

In the quiet of the classrooms all across the stacked United States of Woe

We live with woe

She said, "I can't get laid in this town without these pointy ******* shoes

My feet are so black and blue and so are you"

Please take me out of my body up through the palm trees

To smell California in sweet hypocrisy floating

My senses surround my body,

I wake my nose to smell that ocean burn

So now I'm forging ahead past all the plutocrats who sold me out

Go sob in your bed, if life is twice as pretty

Once you're dead then send me a card

I'm still the optimist though it is hard

When all you want to be is in a dream