She Drove Me to Daytime Television

Can't beat the best ones A little closer maybe a bit too close You function you turn out A flawless performance Turn your camera away from me Spill your guts in 8mm Put your focus where your mouth is You're the only one who's fading here Such holidays in the sun don't come without sacrifices You know it makes more sense I like the way you cry Break my heart and break my hands and let me down I want to snap your neck in two And leave you dead, so dead on and on and on and on and on (go!)... --- She Drove Me to Daytime Television - Funeral for a Friend