Screwball III Lyrics

We are alone inside a glass box

And you should loathe me for a decade

It feels like cheating in a card game

It's like a checklist of your dad's traits

I'll never get to use those words now

You'd rather lie than ever tell her

I try to light the fuse on this cannon

But my hands are coated in gasoline

Soon you'll be gone floating in outer space

You're better there than in a cog in a machine

Now you're alone inside a ship's hull

And you'll remain there till your skin grows

It feels like laughter in a synagogue

It's like a tag sewn for your mom who doesn't care

I'll never get one and I'm happy

You'd rather die than pay your dues you coward

I'm trying to shove you into this barrel

And thrust you out to the sea

Soon you'll be gone swimming in the ocean

You're better there than stuck out here with me