This is where things start going bad
This is where the map is torn up and tossed
Put to sleep with the hoof and a trip to the cross
A bowl and a porter for the drawn and quartered
I'm gonna sit here dear and see who makes the law
This isn't a goodbye letter, this is "Should I be here at all?"
I'm not gonna take it easy; I'm gonna go to bed mad
And this is where things start going bad
Well I took off a year and I took off my dead skin
And I didn't take it down to zero, dear, just to take it all again
This is where we sat; this is where we kissed
This is where you yelled at the MUNI we missed
And this is where I think of the peace that we had
This is where things start going bad
This is where things start going bad
Well I took off a year and I took off my dead skin
And I didn't take it down to zero, dear, just to take it all again
This isn't something and this isn't something sad
This isn't for what we've got, dear, this is for what we had
And this is where things start going bad
This is where things start going bad