Cutesy Monster Man

I want to smash my face into that god damn radio

It may seem strange but these urges come and go

I'm seeing double now, I tell the truth in stereo

I don't say much and when I do it's not enough

I can taste the grief, feel that old anger bubble up

It makes it hard to breathe

It makes a case for throwing up

So I medicate and when my eyes are red enough

I start thinking straight and I can face the day

Face down, lights out

Put some music on maybe I'll come around

Maybe find the will to sing

And all the things I could never say

Will come pouring out of me

Through my broken teeth

The best and worst of me

I sold my soul now I age but don't get old

And to this day it's the best deal I ever made

All the things I could never say

Will come spraying out of my face

Through my broken teeth

The best and worst of me