Boys Night Out - Composing lyrics

It's all about the song in my head The one where the audience is all dead These days they're allowing Visitation to aid in my rehabilitation To make these days mean so much more to me I've begged friends and family for forgiveness And now for the first time together we Together we So come sing with me Through these poison pills and chemicals I know that you'll hear something beautiful And brilliant the release will be instant I'm sorry it's the only way It's all about the song in my head The one where the audience is all dead So come over to my house Catch up over dinner We are having strychnine and sirloin Port wine and paint thinner You'll convulse through the chorus It's the song of the sinner The audience is all dead As I slowly clear the table I know that this won't be the last time It won't be the last time I wrote this song And the world will sing it To me it's everything to me it's everything to me it's on every corpse. I see her face,my love, my heart I hear her laughter and she It's like she It's her body I'm holding As we make love My heart breaks every time I dismember the flesh Hide the evidence and start again because It's all about the song in my head The one where the audience is all dead (only through d**h-our voices will join together)