Tekstovi: Dance Hall Crashers. Buried Alive.

On a normal day, I'd treat you like I did today
I don't know why I need the pain
On a normal day, I'd stop it all and tell you why
I pulled the plug, threw it away

Of only it would get better, I'd smile as if I felt it
Although if it ever got better
I might go throw it all away, the way you always do
I might just bury you alive and go do something new

And I've asked before, then turn around and shut the door
The answer I don't want to know
If I've asked before, then tell me to go home
I think it's probably time that I should go

If only it would get better, I'd smile as if I felt it
Although if it ever got better
I might go throw it all away, the way you always do
I might just bury you alive and go do something new

It doesn't matter if you tell me truth
It doesn't seem to pay off when it comes the time
It doesn't matter if you're clean or if your soul is black
They believe that you are kind

Only it would get better, I'd smile as if I felt it
Although if it ever got better
I might go throw it all away, the way you always do
I might just bury you alive and go do something new