Today Seems Like A Perfect Day

Hook (0:10)

 

Today seems like a perfect day,

To taste this barrel anyway.

So don't even fake a call to me and say,

You're sorry, because it's too late

 

Verse 1 (0:22)

 

I woke up late with my head in a fog today,

Nothing seems to make any of my pain go away.

I thought I figured out what was holding me back,

But I guess I was wrong, I've been so out of whack

 

Why has the way you respond to me changed?

You make it seem like I act like I'm deranged

I thought we would get back to how it was before

I never got out of bed and lost track of the days.

 

It wasn't that long ago now, I remember

It was cold and snowy, probably in December

When you told me you wanted to be near to me,

As we grew old and found ourselves, so passionately

 

On that bench outside the casino, we gambled our money away

But it made for a hell of a fantastic day.

As we played in the rain and made jokes, it was incredible

I never would have thought that my ass could be edible.

 

Hook 2 (1:08)

 

Today seems like a perfect day,

To taste this barrel anyway.

So don't even fake a call to me and say,

You're sorry, because it's too late

 

Verse 2 (1:19)

 

The times I had looked so deeply into your eyes

Failing to realize the steeping of lies

I wish I had the experience at the time to see the truth,

And I wish I could go back and reshape the truth

 

Now I dream of days before betrayal had taken hold

And wish I could go back in time, before I got so old

And the life I had built with the women I loved,

Became nothing more than a smear on this rug.

 

I thought about writing a note, but then decided against it

I figure you wouldn't read it, I don't know if you're even literate

Because if you were, you would have gotten those things I wrote

Before you ignited my heart with all the slander that you spoke.

 

You told all your friends I was not quite enough for you,

While I tried my hardest all the time to let my love encompass you.

I said it before and I shouldn't have to say it ever, ever again

But I hope you rot in hell, and when you get there, say hi to Satan.

 

Hook 3 (2:05)

 

Today seems like a perfect day,

To taste this barrel anyway.

So don't even fake a call to me and say,

You're sorry, because it's too late

 

Outro (2:15)

 

So when you find this piece of literature, I hope it hurts

Because you had an adverse hand in my demise, you were my universe.

So here's a few verses to direct some of my thirst for your hurting

And I hope it digs deep when you realize I did it to desert you.