| All decked out in black |
| You’re the life of the funeral |
| You been living fast and wicked |
| Smoke in the morning |
| You’re cruel and unusual |
| Poison lipstick, twisted mystic |
| And you seen it all before |
| When it rains it’s gonna pour |
| Like gases from the sky |
| We’re all gonna die! |
| It’s gonna be alright |
| It’s a bittersweet kind of life |
| And I watch you go |
| Your troubles don’t seem so heavy |
| And the future don’t seem so deadly |
| You’re gonna live like you did already |
| Throw a party with black confetti! |
| So in the water |
| Gonna bathe in your misery |
| Give me toxins to get lost in |
| Lambs to the slaughter |
| And it don’t mean a thing to me |
| The way you leave me |
| Makes it easy |
| And I’ve seen this all before |
| When it rains it’s gonna pour |
| Like gases from the sky |
| We’re all gonna die! |
| It’s gonna be alright |
| It’s a bittersweet kind of life |
| And I watch you go |
| Your troubles don’t seem so heavy |
| And the future don’t seem so deadly |
| You’re gonna live like you did already |
| Throw a party with black confetti! |
| Whatever happens now |
| I’ll let it happen now |
| Whatever happens now |
| It’s gonna be alright |
| It’s a bittersweet kind of life |
| And I watch you go |
| Your troubles don’t seem so heavy |
| And the future don’t seem so deadly |
| You’re gonna live like you did already |
| Throw a party with black confetti! |