King Shiv

Woke up feeling lucky put some lotion in the basket

Can you even recall the times?

Before your fairer monster

Took your common sense hostage and left you in the wrecking to dry?

And if you'd ever even gotten everything you ever wanted?

Wouldn't that really be some King Shiv?

Well as a case of habit

You certainly haven't

You've been handing out the never-step of it

All the old timers in the neighborhood swear

That you're cursed with a face people hate

But every single one of them's an endless variation of

Popeye raised on lead paint

And all the woulda coulda shoulda

Didn't cause my butt is over

Get to it when this here is done

Repeated time and time again

It grows into a second skin

I can't believe that there even could be

A secret life between your eyes that I don't seem to see

Are you satisfied with waiting here for heaven forever?

A secret life between your eyes that I don't seem to see

Are you satisfied with waiting here for heaven forever?

Waiting for your schemes on the weekends all the seams

All the seams that you spun in the dark

And who wants the weak desires' weight forming in the wings

After years of leathering your scars

And all the woulda coulda shoulda

Didn't cause my butt is over

Getting to it when this here is done

Repeated time and time again

It grows into a second skin

I can't believe that there even could be

A secret life between your eyes that I don't seem to see

Are you satisfied with waiting here for heaven forever?

A secret life between your eyes that I don't seem to see

Are you satisfied with waiting here for heaven forever?

A secret life between your eyes that I don't seem to see

Are you satisfied with waiting here for heaven forever?

A secret life between your eyes that I don't seem to see

Are you satisfied with waiting here for heaven forever?