Last, Last Words
The Lawrence Arms
2:52This is a failed attempt Words crashin', bartenders and wimps Gimping to bass out of tunes I will say that I'm doomed And I hope you are too The loneliness hell won't be nothing If you wrap your bones in mine There's nothing to fear in this darkness If I've got your light by my side The rivers ain't too hard to cross And I befriended the dogs I made it into the inferno just fine I'm not trying to slow down the time, oh no Don't look, don't look Don't look at me, baby Look out at that shitty oceanside, maybe You say, "I love him," that could turn me off of you But I've got this date with the devil, you're coming too (oh) Don't look, don't look Don't look at me, baby Just find a wrapping to cover my corpse, maybe 'Cause there ain't nothing that could turn me off of you But I got this date with the devil, and you're coming too But oh, I know Don't look at me, whoa Don't look at me, whoa, whoa Curse my love, my love Oh, my lady is the sea Don't look at me Whoa, oh