Texty: Jay Brannan. A Death Waltz.

I know the song has been written already
It's not gonna stop me from writing again
Not gonna lie I don't really wanna live
I'd rather be honest than impressive

Nothing has changed and it's 12 years later
I'm more of a child than I was back then
Positive thinking won't keep ships from sinking
I will jump unblinking of the plank say when

This road is long but my patience is not
And if I must face the gun-squad again then let me get shot
I will put on my dancing shoes
While the gun-men are holding their breath
And scream 1-2-3, 1-2-3
Watch me I'm waltzing with death

If love is all you need you won't find it
Even Dr Love aches for his lady luck
He self-proscribes and she's bleary eyed
I think this verse died I wish my songs didn't suck

This road is long but my patience is not
And if I must face the gun-squad again then let me get shot
I will put on my dancing shoes
While the gun-men are holding their breath
And scream 1-2-3, 1-2-3
Watch me I'm waltzing with death

I keep hoping I will die while I'm sleeping
But I keep waking up with no alarm beeping
This punishments cruel but not so unusual
The years they fly by but the moment's they're creeping

This road is long but my patience is not
And if I must face the gun-squad again then let me get shot
I will put on my dancing shoes
While the gun-men are holding their breath
And scream 1-2-3, 1-2-3
Watch me I'm waltzing with
1-2-3, 1-2-3 watch me I'm waltzing with
1-2-3, 1-2-3 watch me I'm waltzing with
Death

(Thanks to Dario for these lyrics)