Knock 'Em Dead - Dashboard Confessional
This basket arrives To show your condolence You hope that it finds me well And just in time This loss was unbearable But now I have flowers A thoughtful, blooming bright arrangement I can out live too Dress the corpse in his best We only have one shot To knock 'em dead A toast to the way he left us Counting our blessings Holding our heads We better speak up We better say something We better believe ourselves for once 'Cause he never said help He never said anything In the way that we dreamed ourselves to appear It's only in this silence That I can hear him screaming On and on alone Dress the corpse in his best We only have one shot To knock 'em dead And toast to the way he left us Counting our blessings Holding our heads Dress the corpse in his best We only have one shot To knock 'em dead And I would've thought That I have more to lose than him My skin is stark stark white And ash covers my skin I should've worn make-up It seems to have worked for him.
Artist: Dashboard Confessional
Title: Knock 'Em Dead