[Verse 1: Cecil Otter] Now this is one for the history books The one that misery took a hold of and showed no love to Now we told you we loved you, showed you the upkeep Showed you these still waters run deep But it doesn't come cheap cause there wasn't one week Of that whole speak easy cry hard That just repeats, repeats and by large Was just full of deceit, so here's your receipt It's free of charge, it's larger than the honor system It's so easy to barter when we offer wisdom And our allegiance to keep you on the rhythm Before the panic sets in and leads you off to prison But you're not in prison, sitting behind bars We're sitting inside bars and choosing the fine scars To scratch, crack, in a flash they reopen We've come to patch holes that have been broken And it seems so far away, so hard to make grow So we congregate, so we can spill your heartache on the plate So pour your heart out into a shot glass Toast to the rocky past, hoist up your body and laugh It's all in the past, let's put it out to pasture And overcome that overdone foot-in-mouth disaster We'll put it all to shame, we'll build another chapter And spill another drink down the sink before you sink
[Hook: Cecil Otter] x2 So now your candle's full of flame Your winds wouldn't change It just stayed the same It remained stagnant
[Verse 2: Cecil Otter] So the few wrongs you made didn't make you Mr. Right in any fashion Now you're just a distant light flashing Getting some action to get a reaction Out of her, she just split the scene laughing You, not a word And it will pass with all your petty pity me's So drop your hockey mask and machete for your killing spree A little peace is all you need to get there Spare the despair and watch this night vanish into thick air It's fair to want to hold her, it's colder on the other side It's fair to want to cut her down, cut her down, sever ties But there's another owner of her loving now It's fair to want to hold her, it's colder on the other side It's fair to want to cut her down, cut her down, sever ties But there's another owner of her loving now We're coming down with something, something like the never minds
[Bridge] x2 So now you're staring out the window Playing that little, tiny fiddle And you're playing with the wind chimes
[Hook] x2
[Outro: Cecil Otter] But you're a bigger man now That you're bigger than planned Don't wanna see you sink and then vanish And we don't want to be the fish for your talons And we won't honor the deeds that sold the soul From your cold half-dead hands holding onto madness It's madness, it's madness