A heart that's full up like a landfill
A job that slowly kills you
Bruises that won't heal

You look so tired and happy
Bring down the government
They don't, they don't speak for us

I'll take the quiet life
A handshake of carbon monoxide
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
Silent
Silent

This is my final fit
My final bellyache
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
Please

Such a pretty house
Such a pretty garden
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
Please