No more congratulations sex Any aging mascot would place that bet No more congratulations sex
Aged love sleeps heavily I've grown unaware of your beauty Though nothing about you has changed It is me who is deranged
I hate not knowing what I knew I'm not dead in the tomb Just lifeless enough to stay Just lifeless enough to stay
Tired of tragedies being trumped Tired of romance being sung Tired of the past being hung Like a cinder block around my neck Covering my heart up
No more congratulations sex No more congratulations sex
I don't believe that you're reading Finnegan's Wake No more congratulations sex
Every apology that you make You expect me to reciprocate Step into the sinking sandpit Start to feel the dull panic They are patient sadistic onlookers You are the crashing plane Of figure skaters
Tired of tragedies being trumped Tired of romance being sung Tired of the past being hung Like a cinder block around my neck Covering my heart up
