Judas is in charge,
So please direct your questions that direction with regards,
To disregard.
Mines a lowly fate to feign,
And its to late to fall in love again.
Get in line, get in line,
You'll nerve have to wait as long as you're inclined to,
So they say.
Cheer Up! Cheer Up!
Cheer Up! Cheer Up!
Even though you've got a lot of nerve,
You'll end up with that which you deserve.
Fill your walls with mediocre plaques.
So sell your soul while it is still intact.
Judas is in charge,
We trust in his discretion first impressions leave indentions.
In your heart,
So just leave the way you came.
It's to late to fall in love again.
Valentine, Valentine,
You'll never have to bleed with those lifeless vital signs.
So they say. (So they say)
Give Up! Give Up!
Give Up! Give Up!