I didn't bother coming on back home
I didn't bother calling you on the phone 'cause
There [are the] little punches, they won't hurt anymore
You're getting sleepy, this won't hurt anymore

You better mind your p's and q's and
You better thank your lucky stars, this
The bigger fish ain't made a meal out of you
I'm drinking wine I didn't squeeze out of you, 'cause

I'm a swinging axe
I'm a baseball bat
I'm a cudgel sort
And I'm a quick reply, fast retort

Always aiming to save my skin
It looks like my lucky day
Bottoms up on the cup of the bold one
"It looks like I'll be home for the holidays"

I got
Your hangin' ups
Well, go to sleep little girl
Don't you wait up

This was never meant to feel good
And I never said it'd fly
So don't you call me at the office
And don't you pass me in the hall
And let the Caesar have the Brutus
And little Judas have the face
So did you think I'm bare and distant?
It's good to know you feel the same
Always aiming to save my skin, and
It looks like my lucky day
Bottoms up on the cup of the bold one
"It looks like I'll be home for the holidays"

I'm a swinging axe
I'm a baseball bat
I'm hiding in the hall
I'm staring at you so hard

This was never meant to feel good
I never said it'd fly
So don't you call me at the office
And don't you pass me in the hall
And don't you say I never warned you
When I set the house on fire
And I spread myself in your garden
I'll keep an eye on you awhile

And all those final moments
A job that hates you too
Just remember I spent this whole life
Lying to myself and you

Even though I know very well that it's just as easy for him to kill me as it is to kiss me
This was never meant to feel good
I never said it'd fly
So don't you call me at the office
Because I'm laughing in the hall
And are you baptized in the water
Of a little place called trust
'Cause they can do whatever they want to
But they will not destroy us

No, they will not destroy us
No, they will not destroy us
No, they will not destroy us, no, no
No, they will not destroy us
[I'd rather it be me]