Second Hearse Same as the First

Pick up the phone and call in dead to work

If you never go back I promise it won't hurt

Don't give tomorrow another look

Rip up your license burn your checkbook

Just wish I could let myself off the hook

Then I'd pick up the phone

Pick up the phone and well be gone

Pick up the phone

Pick up the phone and well be gone

Scrape up the stone to know till be alright

Don't know where you're gonna sleep tonight

But you know I'ts all within your reach

Go outside lay your heart on the street

If only I could practice what I preach

And I pick up the phone

Pick up the phone and well be gone

Pick up the phone

Pick up the phone and well be gone

We used to think

That now we know better

Today we realize

That we only know worse

And were dreaming

If were thinking

It's gonna get better on

It's own before the hearse

We used to think

But now we know better

Today we realize

That we only know worse