We're All Alone In This Together

Congratulations, I Give Up

We're All Alone In This Together (EP) [2011]

lyrics by: James Finch

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Congratulations, I give up
I’m dead and done let the vultures come
Besides, they’ve had a bone
To pick with me for years
Though, tonight I fear it’s less an expression
And more their talons tapping the threat of dismemberment
Whatever happens if she’s gotten the chance
She’ll have forgotten to bury my body but
Remembered to water the plants

“It’s nothing personal” she muttered
As she left with someone else
To chase the tattered midnight chatter
Of her mind over his mattress
And it’s downright upsetting
If I do say so myself
To be as stoned and stranded as I am
With no cell phone or signal flare
To summon friends to be for bus fare
I’m the third wheel who’s just too tired
To sleep anywhere other than this Ashtray Empire

Congratulations, I give up
I’m dead and done let the vultures come
Besides, they’ve had a bone
To pick with me for years
Though, tonight I fear it’s less an expression
And more their talons tapping the threat of dismemberment
Whatever happens if she’s gotten the chance
She’ll have forgotten to bury my body but
Remembered to water the plants

Let’s get drunk and pick a fight
With the unarmed and preoccupied
The Pied Piper plans to rat us out
As I say... we escape!
My ex-wife’s hounds are hot on my heels
Her attorney’s pursue me but won’t sue me per se
That bitch just wants my head brought back
On a silver plate

Congratulations, I give up
I’m dead and done let the vultures come
Besides, they’ve had a bone
To pick with me for years
Though, tonight I fear it’s less an expression
And more their talons tapping the threat of dismemberment
Whatever happens if she’s gotten the chance
She’ll have forgotten to bury my body but
Remembered to water the plants

Once again my girlfriend’s head
Is filled with Ocycotton Candy
She can’t stop nodding off
But no one cares
She’s not the center of attention
And if she won’t stand for that
Than I’m prepared
To offer her a chair

Congratulations, I give up
Congratulations, I give up
Congratulations, I give up
Congratulations, I don’t give a fuck

Congratulations, I give up
I’m dead and done let the vultures come
Besides, they’ve had a bone
To pick with me for years
Though, tonight I fear it’s less an expression
And more their talons tapping the threat of dismemberment
Whatever happens if she’s gotten the chance
She’ll have forgotten to bury my body but
Remembered to water the plants