Floating the room Two by two From the womb To the holiday There is no holiday First double-cross her heart He wants to start a family Needing something to go on If she weren't writing in blood She'd bring him her jokes A new liver And a shovel for the mud If he were not knee-deep in mud He'd bring her his drugs He'd get her a typewriter If this is the life Why does it feel so good to die today? Blue to gray Grow up and blow away If this is the life Why does it feel so good to die today? Blue to gray Grow up and blow away Nobody knows which street to take He took the easy What was the easy way? First double-cross her heart He wants to start a family She always thought she would not. If she weren't writing in blood She'd bring him her jokes A new liver And a shovel for the mud If he were not knee-deep in mud He'd bring her his drugs He'd get her a typewriter If this is the life Why does it feel so good to die today? Blue to gray Grow up and blow away If this is the life Why does it feel so good to die today? Blue to gray Grow up and blow away First double-cross her heart He wants to start a family Her body is the baby. If this is the life Why does it feel so good to die today? Blue to gray Grow up and blow away If this is the life Why does it feel so good to die today? Blue to gray Grow up and blow away Blue to gray Grow up and blow away Blue to gray Grow up and blow away Blue to gray Grow up and blow away Blue to gray Grow up and blow away