You Ask Too Many Questions

Hard to disappoint when you're aiming for the ground
Amazed how easy it is to draw a crowd
Everyone's a voyeur for some tragedy
The mob thickens with the same mentality

Give 'em some torches
Snap a little girl
Who was offering up a flower
While you're fleeing from the world but
Who's the real monster with this upbringing well
I'm blaming Igor, no real reason

Physics takes over, everything goes south
I wake up with chipped teeth in my mouth
They say it's just stress though I'm well rested
Just put them back together
Throw 'em in my (mouth)

And this one's fucked off of I don't know what
And it looks like she cuts so hide all the sharps
'cause nobody cares what nobody wants
The scene will unfold if we encourage this slut
And encourage I did in a distant place
And fucked the sad look right off her fucking face
And say all those things you'd expect to hear
In a way to convey I am sincere

Ignorance sorely missed
Estimate country mile
Ignorance sorely missed
Send your love and postcards

Concepts of bliss are just that
Mirages of which you can't go
And revisit once you know
That you don't know
You don't know

What would the neighbors say

They'd probably run up and then just go shut their blinds
And reminisce on some other times

I can't say that I don't blame them
Confused looks beg words of layman
Where's your daughter oh don't bother
There you are sweetheart

And all the things I would do to you
If you would so allow
Perverts faces would all turn red
And we'd surely draw a crowd