I'll fight a fight that I can't win.
I'll commit the mortal sin.
Then God will punch me in the chin.

And then I'll smile a toothless grin.
I'll smile a $#&@ing toothless grin.


We were born to $#&@ %#@! up.
We drink our juice from broken cups.
And we hurt those that mean most to us.

And then we crumble, fade to dust.
Then we crumble, fade to dust!