She likes to sleep with the radio on   So she can dream of her favorite song   The one that no one has ever sung since she was small   She'll never know that she made it up   She had a soul and we ate it up   Blown away like a paper cup, the music falls   The only flaw in her detailed plan   Is where she wins back the love of her man   Everyone knows that he's never coming back   He took her heart and she took his name   He couldn't stand taking all the blame   He left her only with guilt and shame    And then she cracked      Won't it be dull when we rid ourselves   Of all these demons haunting us to keep us company?      In the dream I refuse to have   She falls asleep in a lukewarm bath   We're left to deal with the aftermath again   On behalf of humanity   I will fight for your sanity   How profound such profanity can be      Won't it be dull when we rid ourselves   Of all these demons haunting us to keep us company?   Won't it be odd to be happy like we always thought we're s'posed to feel   But never seem to be      Near where I live, there's a viaduct   where people jump when they're out of luck   Raining down on the cars and the trucks below    They put a net there to catch their fall   Like that will stop anyone at all   What they don't know is when nature calls, you go   They say that Jesus and mental health   Are just for those who can help themselves   What good is that when you live in Hell on Earth?   The very fear that makes you want to die   Ends up the same as what keeps you alive   It's way more trouble than some suicide is worth      Won't it be dull when we rid ourselves   Of all these demons haunting us to keep us company?   Won't it be odd to be happy like we always thought we're s'posed to feel   But never seem to be      Hard to admit I fought the war on drugs   My hands were tied and the phone was bugged   Another died and the world just shrugged it off