And I have a theory the things you do aren't good for you,   A hymn and a rhyme, a plethora of ashtray abuse.   A bucket full of sunshine and a missile to use,   I'd love to see you smile, or am I just wasting my time again?      And I would rather die than leave you to while away.   And I would rather die than while away the time.   And I would rather die, and I don't need to be smiling   'Cause I can dance.      We don't have parties knowing what there is in store,   We'll only suffer for a noble cause.   And I'd do anything, just don't waste my time.   And I would rather die than leave you to while away the time of day.      And I would rather die than leave you to while away,   And I would rather die than while away the time.   And I would rather die, and I don't need to be smiling   'Cause I can dance.      I won't sit watching days go by, and I don't know what I can try   I don't want to be the one to say it, and I don't want to be the one to say it...