bryyn - good to be gone



i hung myself with a noose made of fishing line

oh i didnt anticipate the smile on your face

as you watched me die



you are all i ever wanted

but somehow you managed to 

slip through my fingertips like a ballerina



whatever happened to death and fame coming hand in hand

the morning paper didnt even take notice of 

the blood on the rug



now im feeling down

with this gravestone

right here above my head



do do do



its great to know now

that you never cared

and that your heart is as blue as my toes in boots in antarctica



i hope that you feel very high class to be sitting

in his pink mercedes with a warm cup of starbucks 

between your legs



now that that im dead

its a great feeling to be appealing

to those i left behind



give me some credit 

for having the courage to do it

because i did it for you



its good to be gone far away

forgotten by you

its better to be dead

than be with you again