Hold on to your secrets and mysteries They come in threes Maybe you'll find somebody else To solve them for you Fake a smile And drag you to the pile Of bones I need to sort through Isn't that great? For me? Cuz I'm a fucking visionary For living to 30! Maybe loss is just a means to Never have to say Say you're sorry Buy another round of condolences And cheap bouquets that will wilt in days You can only reply in cold concrete Gimme some time to think and unwind The tragedy hasn't sunk in How many times must I stand in line To gaze at a loved one that died Sing a song of solemn silence Means nothing like peaceful violence Legacy of grace and misery! Maybe loss is just a means to Never have to say Say you're sorry Now the cycle has finished up, it's done No one left to mourn, my dried up heart is numb Standing in black suits, roasting in the sun Desert folk tend to not last long But I'll keep persevering Somebody needs to be here When everyone else is gone You've been for too long Now you remember this I swear I won't be missed I'll break the pattern Of never ending grief Mark my words you will never cry I promise you I'll never I will never I will never I will never die