Finishing life with you
Would be the best thing I could ever do
The days when I'm hardly movin'
Will be the saddest and they're comin' soon, babe

Blinding, yes, that's what they say
And I want it to stay that way

Put on your hat, don't stay
Don't wanna wait until I hate you again
Leave all your insects, too
'Cause there'll be plenty crawlin' all over you

We'll never have to fall apart
Or leave each other or break our hearts

That's okay, I don't really mind
A love like you isn't very hard to find
Well I'm not the one for you
And I could have killed you, too
Just like I did your aunt and uncle, Sue and Drew

Beautiful blueish-greenish skies
Yes, this here day is quite alright
Gloominess, sadness, tears, and fear
Yeah, we'll have none of that, not here
Just me and you and you and me
'Cause 2 is the perfect number
3
3 would mean catastrophe
Yeah, 3 would be silly
[Instrumental]

Hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey

You left all your clothes in a bag
You might be wondering why I look like such a wreck
Well, I spent all night in a chair
Well, it was no use 'cause you already weren't there

Here's to say, "Surprise, surprise"
You'll rot a widow and die my wife