Gentlemen prefer blood
In Regards to Joy
She said she was disappointed
By the fact that I did nothing that she planned
The King of pain was out of jurisdiction
And JoKing out of habit to slight swollen eyes

Curtain closed, last call, time
To say goodnight. No other chill could be as bad
Sympathy reigned supreme, as it rained outside I could see
A mother and her boy named Irony

Breakdown? I wish it was that simple
I’d paint myself into a corner watching floors chip back
Given one way or another
Timed out and no audience to tell you you should quit

Caution called. Take heed. This
Is the big one. The punchline is going to hurt like hell
Laughter came up on choking. Is this it? The God’s must be joking
Stop and think, “Have you done this to anybody?”

And all the times that I knew I would be let down
You had never put me down, you would never put me down
And all the times that I would walk off from your glare
You would never let me down, you would never let me down

You bore and I bored the fuck out of you
Circumstance is a hand that no one should left
Got by this far but far from brave, self worth and song are
My only means left to be frayed

Hands held, pain felt on one side
Never losing grip
My fun is done, Joyce
But life is ready to be lived

And all the times that I knew I would be let down
You had never put me down, you would put me down
And all the times that I would walk off from your glare
You would never let me down, you would never let me down