Dashboard Confessional - Knock 'em Dead текст песни

This basket arrives
To show your condolence
You hope that it finds me well
And just in time
This loss was unbearable
But now I have flowers
A thoughtful, blooming bright arrangement
That I can out live too

Dress the corpse in his best
He only has one shot
To knock 'em dead
And toast to the way he left us
Counting our blessings
Holding our heads

We better speak up
We better say something
We better believe ourselves for once
'Cause he never said help
He never said anything
In the way that we dreamed ourselves
It's only in dead silence
That I can hear him screaming
Oh no....oh no....

Dress the corpse in his best
He only has one shot
To knock 'em dead
And toast to the way he left us
Counting our blessings
Holding our heads