Eye on the T.V.
'Cause tragedy thrills me.
Whatever flavor it happens to be like…
Killed by the husband...
Drowned by the ocean…
Shot by his own son…
She used the poison in his tea and kissed him goodbye.
That's my kinda' story.
It's no fun 'til someone dies.
Don't look at me like I am a monster.
Frown out your one face, but with the other.
Stare like a junkie into the T.V.
Stare like a zombie while the mother holds her child.
…Watches him die...
Hands to the sky crying, “Why, oh why?”
'Cause I need to watch things die.
…from a distance…
Vicariously, I live while the whole world dies.
You all need it too.
Don't lie.
Why can't we just admit it?
Why can't we just admit it?
We won't give pause until the blood is flowing.
Neither the brave nor bold, the writers of stories sold.
We won't give pause until the blood is flowing.
I need to watch things die from a good safe distance.
Vicariously, I live while the whole world dies.
You all feel the same so why can't we just admit it?
Blood like rain come down.
Drawn on grave and ground.
Part vampire.
Part warrior.
Carnivore and voyeur…
Stare at the transmitter.
Sing to the death rattle.
La, la, la, la, la, la, lie.
La, la, la, la, la, la, lie.
La, la, la, la, la, la, lie.
La, la, la, la, la, la, lie.
Incredulous at best, your desire to believe in.
Angels in the hearts of the men…
Pull your head on out.
Your head believes it…give a listen.
Shouldn't have to say it all again.
The universe is hostile.
So impersonal…
Devour to survive, so it is.
…So it's always been…
We all feed on tragedy.
It's like blood to a vampire.
Vicariously, I live while the whole world dies.
Much better you than I.
