And Another Thing

There's blood on the handkerchief
And narco freeze no relief
Those drunken drivers
The only survivors
Will likely just swerve on their way

We've been down here before
And know I'm not keeping score
But there are the signs
The ugly designs
Of the gluttons who only want more

And you were talking in your sleep
Telling me somewhere, somehow, some place must be at peace
You told me not to hurt myself
Digging up these kinds of hell
Then you rolled over and you sighed
You're so cute I almost died

There's blood on the exit door
And blood on the conference room floor
We've seen the signs
The vicious designs
Of the monsters who only want more

And you were talking in your sleep
Telling me somewhere, somehow, some place must be at peace
You told me not to hurt myself
Digging up these kinds of hell
Then you rolled over and you sighed
You're so cute I almost died

And you were talking in your sleep
Telling me somewhere, somehow, some place must be at peace
You told me not to hurt myself
Digging up these kinds of hell
Then you rolled over and you sighed
You're so cute I almost died