On my mind There's nothing really on my mind A broken record spinning all the time There's nothing really on my mind Bite your tongue Until the blood is filling up your lungs Because it really doesn't matter what you have to say So save your breath and baby, bite your tongue 'Cause we're all going to hell So pretty please, don't waste your time Desperate and belated wishes for a better life All the time Gasoline and kerosene I'm setting this whole town on fire Life repeats like movie scenes I'm gonna set myself on fire Radio, I feel the static from the radio I think I need a fucking overdose Don't make me listen to the radio 'Cause we're all going to hell So pretty please, don't waste your time Desperate and belated wishes for a better life All the time