Alright

Alright, I thought I made it clear now
I do not want the part
Did someone slip some gay juice in your water?
I cannot act in this school play
Satan is saying "NO"
And f.y.i he is the one who runs this show

I checked my reflection on funeral parlor's window
Seems like I'm always out here grieving
I look like a mortician who just took his best friend in
I hate myself when it is raining

Check out my mask of concern
I can make it disappear
It must be something in the air like magic! Now I'm not a sight for sore eyes
Maybe a little too much for you?
Just close your eyes while reality unfolds before you
Byebyebyebyebyebye
I'll cut you open like a fucking piñata!