[Verse 1]

Evil $, I, yes, to find a shore

A beast that doesn't quiver anymore

And we could crush some plants to paint my walls

And I won't try to fight in the weekend wars

Was I? I was too lazy to bathe

Or paint or write or try to make a change

Now I can shoot a gun to kill my lunch

And I don't have to love or think too much

[Chorus]

Instant battle plans written on the sidewalk

Mental mystics in a twisted metal car

Tried to amplify the sound of light and love

[Verse 2]

Christ is cursed of fathers and martyrs

Might even take a knife to split a hair

Or even scare the children off my lawn

Givin' us time to make the makeshift bombs

Every mess invested was a score

We couldn't use computers anymore

But it's difficult to win unless you're bored

And you might have to plan for the weekend wars

[Chorus]

Try to break my heart, I'll drive to Arizona

It might take a hundred years to grow an arm

I'll sit and listen to the sound of sand and cold

Twisted diamond heart, I'm the weekend warrior

My predictions are the only things I have

I can amplify the sound of light and love

[Outro]

I'm a curse and I'm a sound when I open up my mouth

There's a reason I don't win, I don't know how to begin

I'm a curse and I'm a sound when I open up my mouth

There's a reason I don't win, I don't know how to begin

I'm a curse and I'm a sound when I open up my mouth

There's a reason I don't win, I don't know how to begin

I'm a curse and I'm a sound when I open up my mouth