Cursive - Butcher The Song текст песни

Theres a time and a place, this is neither the time nor the place.

where do I fit in, in this jigsaw of a relationship? !?

Why should I play the fall guy to your love?

I keep getting snubbed... what dumb luck, what dumb luck.

so rub it in... in your dumb lyrics.

Yeah, thats the time and place to wring out your bullshit.

And each album Ill get shit on a little more, whos tims latest whore?

Now, thats not fair - no, thats just obscene.

Ill stop speaking for you if you stop speaking for me.

Im writing songs to entertian,

But these people... they just want pain.

They want to hear my deepest sins

The songs from the ugly organ.

And what comes out is a horrible mess,

Songs I cant forget

Whats been said and this guilt I cant shed.

It still rings in my ears - oh, get out

The butchers knife.

Ive been screaming for years

But it gets me nowhere

Just get out the butchers knife.

That organs playing my song,

But this songs gone on too long.

What a day to sever such ugly extremities.

what a lovely day, says the butcher

As he raises his arm.