[Verse 1]

Cyanide

Cross my mind and hope to die

He said she said

Expired tropes best if used by

The suffragettes are spraying tans in minivans

The crystal ball could use a coat of Armor All

And magazine rack horoscopes are sellin’ hopes

To soccer dads still lusting after undergrads

We were gonna change the world

(save the world save the world)

Then we got buried by the world

(by the world by the world)

[Chorus]

Future shit

Future shit

Presently past living for it

Future shit

Future shit

Tomorrow’s sorrow and I’m over it

[Verse 2]

Down with dudes

Don’t need their rings or clever moods

I’ve got you pegged

Still got the bruises on my legs

The suffragettes are ditchin’ tabs and stiffin’ cabs

The crystal ball could use a shot of Demerol

The Magic 8’s and Ouija b’s and little leaves

In tiny cups are spellin’ out hey give it up

We do it all extremely well

(very well very well)

We do it so it hurts like hell

[Chorus]

Future shit

Future shit

Presently past living for it

Future shit

Future shit

Tomorrow’s sorrow and I’m over it

[Verse 3]

Don’t want anyone to die

But I wish they were dead

Told my mom and my dad

Went over one of their heads

Who are you what’s your name

I don’t care anymore

Careful what you’re askin’ for

[Chorus]

Future shit

Future shit

Presently past living for it

Future shit

Future shit

Tomorrow’s sorrow and I’m over it

Future shit

Future shit

Presently past living for it

Future shit

Future shit

Tomorrow’s sorrow and I’m over it

I’m over it

I’m over it