Milquetoast & Co. Cigarette Burns
Here's the start
Here's the middle
Here's the finish
Here's the end
Goes the mother, goes the father, goes the wife, stays the friend
Got a bunch of cigarette burns in the back of my head
Bunch of cigarette burns in the words I've said
If I die tonight, hold the hand inside
And know that I was never meant for a normal life
Here's the start
Here's the middle
Here's the finish
Here's the end
Goes the mother, goes the father, goes the wife, stays the friend
Got a bunch of cigarette burns in the back of my head
Bunch of cigarette burns in the words I've said
If I die tonight, hold the hand inside
And know that I was never meant for a normal life
I propose a toast, I propose a toast
I propose a toast to all the folks who made me the butt of all their jokes
I propose a toast to all the ghosts who are dead and gone, yet refuse to go
