White Sheet

All your friends will say
That you are the biggest faker
When you decide to say
That you are a life taker

What do you hear when the phone rings?
A white sheet on old things
And we all sing -
I won't shake your hand, I don't wanna be an earth-quaker
I won't shake your hand, I don't wanna be a heart-breaker
Ah, ah ah ah, ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah, ah ah ah, ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah ah ah

Wait! I think someone's at the door...
I know it's not your mother
Wide old world in store
But it's just for someone other

What do you hear when the phone rings?
A new ghost for bad dreams
And we all sing -
I won't shake your hand, I don't wanna be a god-fearer
I won't shake your hand, I don't ever wanna get nearer
Ah, ah ah ah, ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah, ah ah ah, ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah ah ah

I used to love to feel this way
Final breath breathing
I used to love to feel this way
Final hurt coming

Ah, ah ah ah, ah ah ah. ah ah ah ah ah ah