The Front Bottoms
The Cops
The end of the world makes me nervous
Because I, for one, have not found God yet
Or someone to fall in love with
Rob a bank, shoot a cop with

I watch this girl being choked
By a man she hardly knows
In a room full of strangers
That probably don't know her name

The first time I had sex
It was with a stranger in a bathroom
My friends were right;
Since that day, it felt the same

I want to go back to when I laughed
At things I thought were funny

I like running when it's dark out
And the people in the cars drive fast
'Cause they went to get home
Their high beams blind me
It reminds me, just bad timing
And reasons I'm alone

I watch this girl being choked
By a man she hardly knows
In a room full of strangers
That probably don't know her name
The first time I had sex
It was in a bathroom with a stranger
And my friends were right
Since that day, it felt the same

And I want to go back to when I laughed
At things I thought were funny
At things I thought

And it goes
And it goes

At my funeral, don't lie
Tell 'em I didn't want to die
At my funeral, don't lie
Tell 'em I didn't want to die
At my funeral, don't lie
I didn't want to die
At my funeral, don't lie
At my funeral
My funeral, don't lie

Wooh!