| It's so easy to topple from this life on a thread | |
| And you say why bother | |
| When it goes either way, the hair trigger is set | |
| But it needs an extension | |
| Why do I bother | |
| To trouble myself? | |
| My dreams overflow | |
| With heights and malt liquor | |
| Elastic forms of escape | |
| From twenty-year-old threads | |
| And parasitic dread | |
| Why do I bother? | |
| Why do I bother? | |
| Drive me to the grave of the unknown soldier | |
| I've been payin' rent too long | |
| And the mortgage is gone | |
| It's so easy to topple from this life on a thread | |
| And you say why bother | |
| When it goes either way, the hair trigger is set | |
| I need an explanation | |
| Or a transplant | |
| Or a transplant | |
| Drive me to the grave of the unknown soldier | |
| I've been payin' rent too long | |
| And the mortgage is gone | |
| Drive me to the grave of the unknown soldier | |
| Drive me to the grave of the unknown soldier | |
| The mortgage is gone | |
| The mortgage is gone |