If That's Alright with You

There is nothing to say
I want nothing to do
Sunday night was a knife in my heart
Now I'll just bleed out
If that's alright with you

Guess I'll just take a walk
Try to find something true
Sit in this park until it gets dark
Watch the sunset alone
If that's alright with you

Smells like whisky and tears
But that's nothing new
Don't remember the screams just dismember the dream
And I'll get away clean
If that's alright with you

Bore Me

I heard what you said though I wasn't listening
Not so much over my head as not very interesting
Though I didn't care to I heard what was said
Blissfully unaware six people are dead

Bore me
Ignore me
Score me
Bore me

So I, sociable fool, let sleeping dogs lie
Your irascible rule where dreams go to die
Tell the truth? I wouldn't dare to call us all fools
Nothing is nothing there, soup or crimson pools

Bore me
Ignore me
Score me
Bore me

The Chorus Is The Title

I woke up with the feeling
I was in California
Thought you'd done some healing
But then she call to warn ya
Put a bullet in my head already
I could use the ventilation
The hand appears a bit unsteady
Guess it's the end of my vacation

The chorus is the title
The words a bit unwell
Cum tangled or unbridled
I really couldn't tell
I really shouldn't tell

The abyss is staring into me
And so I'm staring back
Conducting myself thoughtfully
But now I'm off the track
The bodies, smoke, the blood, the flames
Looks like a little wreck
I hear the bitch forgets my name
One fuckin' pain in my neck

The chorus is the title
The words a bit unwell
Cum tangled or unbridled
I really couldn't tell
I really shouldn't tell