It's all about the song in my head
The one where the audience is all dead

These days they're allowing visitation
To aid in my rehabilitation
To make these days mean so much more to me
I beg friends and family for forgiveness
And now for the first time, together we'll witness
Together we'll live this song I've been living incessantly
So come sing with me
Through these poison pills and chemicals
I know that you'll lose something beautiful
And brilliant, but at least it'll be instant
I'm sorry, its the only way

It's all about the song in my head
The one where the audience is all dead

It's all about the song in my head
The one where the audience is all dead

It's all about the song in my head
The one where the audience is all dead

So come over to my house
Catch up over dinner
We're having strychnine and Sirloin
Port wine and paint thinner
You'll convulse through the chorus
It's the song of a sinner
As I slowly clear the table
I Know that this won't be the last time
(It won't be the last time)
We wrote this song and the world will sing it to me
It's everything to me, It's everything to me, it's
On every corpse, I see her face
My love, my heart
I hear her laughter and she's still alive
(It's like she's still alive)
It's her body I'm holding as we make love
My heart breaks every time I dismember the flesh
Hide the evidence and start again because

It's all about the song in my head
The one where the audience is all dead

It's all about the song in my head
The one where the audience is all dead

It's all about the song in my head
The one where the audience is all dead

It's all about the song in my head
The one where the audience is all dead

It's all about the song in my head
The one where the audience is all dead

It's all about the song in my head
The one where the audience is all dead