A Death Waltz

It’s not gonna stop me from writing it again
Not gonna lie, I don’t really wanna live
I’d rather be honest than impressive
Nothing has changed, and it’s 12 years later
I’m more of a child then I was back then
Positive thinking won’t keep ships from sinking
I will jump unblinking off the plank, say when
This road is long, but my patience is not
And if I must face the gun squad again, then let me get shot
I will put on my dancing shoes, while the gunmen are holding
their breath and scream, «one, two, three, one, two, three, watch me
I’m waltzing with death»
If love is all you need, you won’t find it
Even Dr. Love aches for his Lady Luck
He’s self-prescribed, and she’s bleary-eyed
I think this verse died, I wish my songs didn’t suck
This road is long, but my patience is not
And if I must face the gun squad again, then let me get shot
I will put on my dancing shoes, while the gunmen are holding
their breath and scream, «one, two, three, one, two, three, watch me
I’m waltzing with death»
I keep hoping I will die while I’m sleeping
But I keep waking up with no alarm beeping
This punishment’s cruel but not so unusual
The years, they fly by, but the moments
They’re creeping
This road is long, but my patience is not
And if I must face the gun squad again, then let me get shot
I will put on my dancing shoes, while the gunmen are holding
their breath and scream, «one, two, three, one, two, three, watch me
I’m waltzing with…»