You're No Good to Me Dead

I wish it could stay this way forever,
but we both know what life does to hopeless dreamers.

Carry this feeling with you always, and if you find yourself face down in the gutter

Pick your jaded head up and scream to the gods.

I'm gonna make this right if it takes the rest of my fucking life. Promises mean fuck all if you don't make it through the night.

You're no good to me dead.

And hey, I feel it too. It hasn't been your year. All the life has been sucked out of you.

Pick your jaded head up and scream to the gods.

I'm gonna make this right if it takes the rest of my fucking life. Promises mean fuck all if you don't make it through the night.

The strangest days turn into weeks and months and years and decades.

We gotta pick our weary heads up and scream to the gods.