If I hit the brake just a minute too late,
And the sound of tinkling gla** is in my head literally,
But it's really all right, and I could use the vacation,
And I think that emergency ward would be the place to go,
So please reserve me a table in the operating room,
And tell me how much to tip the anesthesiologist
So send me cards and flowers, put them in the mail,
I think my heart is going to fail.
Fear and hell, just to be alive just for one more day,
All my life, struggle and strife, a secret to hide away,
Fear and hell, sometimes I just can't help myself