I never knew to kill
But I can break your heart if I don't like it
You can't deal with being still
I think that you're not invited
All you do is shout and scream
In the pretty morning time
Lose your voice by noon and then
How sad that I'll lose mine
If you could only learn to take it
Easy on the burn
Take your body off the gas
And maybe look around the turn
Your life would be so easy, liberating mine
Your posse will die screaming
But will be warm inside
All you do is shout and scream
In the pretty morning time
Lose your voice by noon and then
How sad that I'll lose mine