Dashboard Confessional - Knock Em Dead - Текст песни

This basket arrives
To show your condolence 
You hope that it finds me well 
And just in time 
This loss was unbearable 
But now I have flowers 
A thoughtful, blooming bright arrangement 
I can out live too

Dress the corpse in his best 
We only have one shot 
To knock 'em dead 
A toast to the way he left us 
Counting our blessings 
Holding our heads 

We better speak up 
We better say something 
We better believe ourselves for once 
'Cause he never said help 
He never said anything 
In the way that we dreamed ourselves to appear 
It's only in this silence 
That I can hear him screaming 
On and on alone 

Dress the corpse in his best 
We only have one shot 
To knock 'em dead 
And toast to the way he left us 
Counting our blessings 
Holding our heads 

Dress the corpse in his best 
We only have one shot 
To knock 'em dead 

And I would've thought 
That I have more to lose than him 
My skin is stark stark white 
And ash covers my skin 
I should've worn make-up 
It seems to have worked for him.