I Hope You Fall Face First Into Some Yellow Snow

I Hope Bad Luck Plagues You Where You Go

Everytime I Stop And Think

I Think Of How You Lied

I Wish Upon A Star

I Wish I Wish I Never Tried

I Hope You Make A Stupid Face

And Its Stick That Way

I Hope You Make The Time To Find Inside

That It's Not Okay

I Think You Think I Think You Think

That This Will Go Away

This Is Not Okay

It's Clear There's Nothing Left To Say

It's Clear You Wouldn't Have Listened Anyway

You Got Your Grand Prize

When You Stab Your Best Friend In The Back

A Suicide Slack Coming At Me

Like A Heart Attack

I'm A Broken Knight Trying Hard

To Get My Courage Back

A Four Fist Fight

And Now I'm Running On An Endless Track

It's Not Right, I Wont Fight.