Casting call or curtain call?
Do dead bodies make the news anymore?
Impulses of a madman with the conscience of a gentleman.
You were those heels when you kicked my face in.
And we'll live die hurt cry f** lie quit try eat drink piss sh** sleep and we'll love and we'll lose... and we'll hate and we'll win.
Skeleton key and countless sleep.
Like a school bus on Sunday morning.
I got drunk and drew/threw up my will.
I'm happy to know when the end is near.
And we'll blah blah blah and we'll love and we'll lose... And we'll love and we'll win.