Poe (Live) - The Shirts

There's a broken beam inside of the big big bridge I guess that whole thing is caving in Maybe it is time I learn how to swim I'll be a dolphin I'll be a dolphin Sometimes I think I'm breaking down And other times I think that I'm fine But something got into my engine It slowed me down Now I gotta turn this whole thing around I'm gonna be a dolphin Gonna be a dolphin I'm gonna be a dolphin Gonna be a dolphin There's not a lot I believe anymore I mistrust everything I am longing for And there's not a lot that I know anymore But I know if a good bridge is burning You gotta be a dolphin You gotta be a dolphin You gotta be a dolphin You gotta be a dolphin Sometimes I think you're crazy and sick And other times I think you're so fine But I know I'm in danger 'cause You feel like a stranger And I know that something's going to give When I dive into that ocean God I hope I don't sink like a stone-NO Gonna move like a dolphin May be a lot I don't know about you But I know if I don't swim, I'm already drowning 'Cause a broken bridge Is a broken bridge So I swim to you now Ohh... Here I come Ohh... Here I come Ohh... Here I come I'll be a dolphin There's a broken beam inside of the big big bridge I guess at this time I have to swim I'll swim I'll swim I'll swim

She's always asking why I like watching people die, And why I get my kicks while others scream and cry. And my friends think that I'm sick, or maybe uneducated. And my family doesn't want to admit that they are related. Now monsters and madmen who rape and mutilate Are perfect entertainment when I take her on a date. You can shove your sparkly vampires and family comedies, Give me blood and beasts and boobs; them sacred triple Bs. Don't ask me why, Cause I don't know. Don't close your eyes; Enjoy the show. Cause I'm a gorehound, hellbound, horror movie lover. I like my voyeurism with a glass of red rum. Cause I'm a gorehound, hellbound horror movie lover. Good and evil are just colors on the spectrum. One, two, three, four - nail her to the bedroom floor. Five, six, seven, eight - rape and kill and mutilate. Now who could kill a child? Whoever slew Auntie Roo? Someone's knocking at the door they're here to visit you. Now baby don't look now, but I'm sure there's nothing out there, But horror rises from the tomb and traps you in your nightmare. Now girlfriend come with me to a land of make believe. Or is it based on facts? It turns me on when I should grieve. You say my head is fucked, with a dark and twisted heart. Well I say that it's cathartic; just another form of art. Don't ask me why, Cause I don't know. Don't close your eyes; Enjoy the show. Cause I'm a gorehound, hellbound, horror movie lover. I like my voyeurism with a glass of red rum. Cause I'm a gorehound, hellbound horror movie lover. Good and evil are just colors on the spectrum.

Hair cuts and tee-shirts You're made in the shade Airports and "hey your luggage?" Ain't quite the same What ever happened to whats her name She's all books and quotations And no fun and games It feels so good but you don't dare believe it Don't you believe it Don't you believe it When its quiet and lights are low You're the last one you want around You're the last one to know Cuz its over you know when I said Its time to go now don't let things go to your head Its over won't you come over The lights are low at my place too But the stereos gonna change your mood It feels so good but you don't dare believe it Don't you believe it Don't you believe it You're the only one for me (I told you already) You're the only one for me (I told you already)