The [bad word] behind my back
Has been spread around like wild fire.
And I won't [bad word] back.
I've got 10 new ways to sell the same ol' lies.

That you've heard before
When angels kicked through the front door
Bringing heart attacks in bundled sacks.
We've landed here before.

Send out the dreaded S.O.S.
This ship is sinking way to [bad word] fast.
Cry out mayday on this hot October night.

Walk out into the night
And I'm frozen down to the bone.
And I'm giving up my hope,
It's only bringing me down anyways.

Smoking my brains raw.
I'll drink away the memories.
Bringing heart attacks in bundled sacks.
We've landed here before.

Send out the dreaded S.O.S.
This ship is sinking way to [bad word] fast.
Cry out mayday on this hot October night.