Grandpa, what’s that song playing on your old bullet radio? It’s awful, like really, really bad Lyrics – Handsome Failure

Grandpa, what’s that song playing on your old bullet radio? It’s awful, like really, really bad Lyrics by Handsome Failure

College Marxist, pretty girl
An ugly town, a f#cked up world
her#in will hide her lies away
Handsome boyfriend, double life

She’ll kill herself tomorrow night
And there’s nothing I can do to stand in her way
And I’m so sober that I can’t think
And I’m so tired that I can’t sleep

So I won’t close my eyes today
Tomorrow will be the same thing
I’ll lay here and I’ll rot away
The bees will nest inside my head

The worms will eat my heart away
Slowly I’ll become a stain
On the floorboards for the next tenants to see
They’ll cover me with cheap shag carpeting

Cigarette burns and old cumstains
Will be my final resting place
The marker where I laid my face
And took my last breath that damn day

And I will die that’ll be just fine
No-one will remember me
And I don’t mind to be a ghost
In someone else’s pad ya see

At least someone’ll remember me
As I float around and move their things
And I think that they’ll fall in love
With this ghost that floats above

Their bed as they lay and they sleep
I think about you and me
And I wait for you on the other side
Jesus got the keys to purgatory and I’ll meet him there I guess

After the insects make a home in my chest
And if there’s a heaven or hell after we leave
I hope they will introduce you to me again
In heaven there’s no husbands or wives

But you never loved me enough for us to talk about that life
Enough for it to be a problem
They say you’re not supposed to know
Where your loved ones go after they pass so

You don’t get to know them when they do
And since we died on the same night
And we were never more than friends
Well maybe we’re an exception to the rule
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Handsome Failure Lyrics – Grandpa, what’s that song playing on your old bullet radio? It’s awful, like really, really bad

Handsome Failure

Grandpa, what’s that song playing on your old bullet radio? It’s awful, like really, really bad