The shit behind my back Has been spread around like wild fire. And I won't be coming back. I've got 10 new ways to sell the same ol' lies. That you've heard before When angels kicked through the front door Bringing heart attacks in bundled sacks. We've landed here before. Send out the dreaded S.O.S. This ship is sinking way to fucking fast. Cry out mayday on this hot October night. Walk out into the night And I'm frozen down to the bone. And I'm giving up my hope, It's only bringing me down anyways. Smoking my brains raw. I'll drink away the memories. Bringing heart attacks in bundled sacks. We've landed here before. Send out the dreaded S.O.S. This ship is sinking way to fucking fast. Cry out mayday on this hot October night.