And I have a theory the things you do aren't good for you,
A hymn and a rhyme, a plethora of ashtray abuse.
A bucket full of sunshine and a missile to use,
I'd love to see you smile, or am I just wasting my time again?
And I would rather die than leave you to while away.
And I would rather die than while away the time.
And I would rather die, and I don't need to be smiling
'Cause I can dance.
We don't have parties knowing what there is in store,
We'll only suffer for a noble cause.
And I'd do anything, just don't waste my time.
And I would rather die than leave you to while away the time of day.
And I would rather die than leave you to while away,
And I would rather die than while away the time.
And I would rather die, and I don't need to be smiling
'Cause I can dance.
I won't sit watching days go by, and I don't know what I can try
I don't want to be the one to say it, and I don't want to be the one to say it...