I was standing there broken down wanting to cry Like a Santa Claus drunk on the 4th of July But I spoke not a word and I held my head high Till I opened my throat on a 1-4-5 And I know what you're thinking You don't have to lie Something always feels wrong When you tell me I'm right Cuz I know you too well And I know what you like And I'll bring it on home on that 1-4-5 And it's 1-4-1-4-1-4-5 And it's 1-4-1-4-1-4-5 And it's 1-4-1-4-1-4-5 And it's 1-4-1-4-1-4-5 I was counting down rattlesnakes under my bed There were 25 Joshuas, 39 Jeffs When you start talking numbers I start turning red Put a brand on my bu*t And a price on my head And I'll do as you say Put my name on the line Drill a hole in my brain And I'll bleed myself dry Cuz it's always the same Trade a buck for a spine And I'll tear out your heart with that 1-4-5 And it's 1-4-1-4-1-4-5 And it's 1-4-1-4-1-4-5 And it's 1-4-1-4-1-4-5 And it's 1-4-1-4-1-4-5 One day I will vanish mysteriously Grow old and start taking things seriously With no light in my eyes and no blood in my feet I will stumble, I'll sputter out, stutter and squeak Until sooner or later I can learn how to lie How to say "How are you?" without wanting to die When I open my throat, ain't no sparks gonna fly Just a tired refrain, and that 1-4-5 And it's 1-4-1-4-1-4-5 And it's 1-4-1-4-1-4-5 And it's 1-4-1-4-1-4-5 And it's 1-4-1-4-1-4-5 And it's 1-4-1-4-1-4-5 And it's 1-4-1-4-1-4-5 And it's 1-4-1-4-1-4-5 And it's 1-4-1-4-1-4-5