Letra de Funny As In Funny Ha-Ha

A prizefight between your entropy and cowardice
The sweet science of being in love
The sweet science of giving up
Did she keep a file of all your lame excuses
And vulgar transgressions?
Like the time that you said that you were afraid
To confront your fear
Of confrontation, confrontation
A raw deal for your sweet complicit paramour
Someday she'll thank you, of course
That is what deathbeds are for
Did she keep a file of all your lame excuses
And vulgar transgressions?
Like the time that you said that you were afraid
To confront your fear
Of confrontation, confrontation
Now you'll have to dine alone
Now you'll have to dine alone
Now you'll have to dine alone
Now you'll have to dine alone
Now you'll have to dine alone
Now you'll have to dine alone
Yeah!
A prizefight between your
Entropy and cowardice