No more mister nice guy
i love the dead
i've been thinking about it
now i understand what he said
Ask me now
i understand the words that alice said
i kick the rocks beneath me
i squint at the sun
sad, sad, sad, sad
why must i be sad?
the rows of dandelions growing all around me
why must i be sad? (sad, sad, sad)
(sad, sad, sad)
No one knows these things but me and him
so i'm writing everything down in a spiral notebook
in the hopes that one day
other people will feel as low as this
Ask me now
i understand the words that alice said
i kick the rocks beneath me
i squint at the sun
sad, sad, sad, sad
why must i be sad?
the rows of dandelions growing all around me
why must i be sad? (sad, sad, sad)
No more mister nice guy
i love the dead
i've been thinking about it
now i understand what he said
Ask me now
i understand the words that alice said
i kick the rocks beneath me
i squint at the sun
sad, sad, sad, sad
why must i be sad?
the rows of dandelions growing all around me
why must i be sad? (welcome to my nightmare / dead)
why must i be sad? (babies / raped and freezin' / you)
why must i be sad? (drive me nervous / elected /)
why must i be sad? (generation landslide / un)
why must i be sad? (der my wheels / muscle of love /)
why must i be sad? (school's out / only women bleed /)
why must i be sad? (billion dollar babies)
why must i be sad? (sad, sad, sad)
(sad, sad, sad)
(sad, sad, sad)
(sad, sad)