Well I'm a special kind of someone
With a certain little somethin' that's
Screwed on loose in my head
And it's a special kind of kindness
That this callow Christian blindness
Went ahead and made me callous instead
Well I can run right through red land rivers
Where the ridge line revels in red land sun
And I can turn the tables on those
Twisted tenor tales that are tellin' you to
Settle for one
Is it too late to chalk this to a loss?
Hang it 'round my neck like an albatross
Yeah I'm on top
But this mob's without, oh
I'm sick of this marriage
To lady doubt
Give me a sign
Of anger so devout
I'm lookin' for the exit
F*ck this, I'm out
Well this looks like a pretty perfect place
For our little pity party to pause
Though many of the things that I miss the most
Will most likely mark me with their claws
And it's a happy little handful of half thought
Hairline, trigger trps for me to cross
Though babe you'll understand that the
Rules do demand I get the seed, fox, and chicken across
Is it too late to chalk this to a loss?
Hang it 'round my neck like an albatross
Yeah I'm on top
But this mob's without, oh
I'm sick of this marriage
To lady doubt
Give me a sign
Of anger so devout
I'm lookin' for the exit
F*ck this, I'm out
And I'm on top of a world that's
Burning down
King of all the black ash and white
Trees I can see
Haven't read a lick of the books they're
Burning in town
Never thought those kind words were meant
For me
Yeah I'm on top
But this mob's without, oh
I'm sick of this marriage
To lady doubt
Give me a sign
Of anger so devout
I'm lookin' for the exit, yeah
I'm lookin' for the exit, hey
I'm lookin' for the exit
F*ck this, I'm
Out