No Future

[Verse 1: Patrick Stickles] Just give me a suitcase and I’ll promise to not look back Just point me, point me towards the railroad track I’ve been staring at the gates, but I’ve never found a crack So I’m just looking up, saying, “Deliver me a heart attack.” If you’re weary, I don’t mind sharing the load Just keep me some company on the road All I’ve got is a bottle that I ought to leave alone But it’s the only thing that I can call my own So I’m saying goodbye, and no, I won’t forget to write It’s just been too long racing towards a yellow light And I know that I say this every night But I don’t think I’ve ever been so tired of life And if things should not get better, will you wait for me to change Or will I see you waving goodbye from the window of an aeroplane? If I told you it was hopeless, would you try to understand Or will you leave me for a palm tree and its shadows on the sand? Because I’ve been waiting all year for the temperature to drop But now I’ve got a fever and I don’t know how to make it stop There’s still one shoe that hasn’t dropped yet It’s hanging on by an aglet This world seems like a nice place to visit But I don’t want to live in it [Hook: Patrick Stickles] There is not a doctor that can diagnose me I am dying slowly from Patrick Stickles Disease There is not a medication that can cure what’s ailing me The only treatment they offer is to hang me from a tree Life’s been a long, sick game of “Would You Rather” So now I’m going to medical school – as a cadaver Now if I could say only one thing with the whole world listening, it would be “Leave me the fuck alone Or welcome to the Terrordome.” [Repeat: Everyone] Good-times Good-times are here again [Outro: Patrick Stickles] God sent me a vision of the future