Off With Your Head

There are many things i'm tired of That's what she said So she took out a knife And said off with my head What's the use in knowing that the rest of me is dead What good is a brain if it's all you got left There's a part that you have missed Don't need proof that i exist You don't know i'm far away From those awful things you say What you put at the top of the neck to replace the skull A balloon that you found at the shopping mall Took out a pen, drew on a happy face Now she walks around like her own parade There are words you'll never hear You've got poison in your ear You don't know i'm far away From those awful things you say Come on i want a new reason to feel A way to know that all i see is real Free from all your toxic melody Free from all the sadness that i see [carrie's part:] (are you sick of your skin Here's a bag to bury you in You've got a lot of nerve And you'll get what you deserve) Sing me something good this time Tired of wicked lullabies You don't know i'm far away From those awful things you say [repeat] [carrie's part:] (i'm not your time bomb baby, i've got no fuse Go ahead and call me crazy, but that's over-used.)