You're Better Off Dead Songtext / Lyric

Hey what's the matter with you,
what are you tryin' to do, I'm wrecking my brain,
I'll never get it.
Did I ever hurt you in any way?
If I did then hear my apology: FUCK YOU!

I'd give anything to batter you down,
all the way to six feet under.
And why on earth should I stop
until I see your fucking ass drop?

Mind your own business and leave mine alone
to take a look into the real world for a sec.
It's a hell for heroes and heaven for fools,
what makes you the luckiest bastard on earth.

In the prejudiced mind you narrow yourself in,
I am the servant while you're the king.

Til' tomorrow is a better day to be,
you're better off dead than fucking with me.
What if there ain't no tomorrow...
Well let me tell you, there wasn't one today.