Goose Eggs and Donuts

VERSE 1

How many disasters did you save me from?

How many apologies did you give more than once?

How many times did you mean that you loved me?

How many bad memories actually led to something?

CHORUS

Zero!

Zero!

Goose eggs and donuts!

Goose eggs and donuts!

VERSE 2

How many times did you fail to seduce me?

How many times did you not fucking use me?

How many times did you pay me back?

How many times did you stop your attacks?

CHORUS

Zero!

Zero!

Goose eggs and donuts!

Goose eggs and donuts!

BRIDGE

Manipulation is education

To those with selfish desires

Capitulation is demarcation

To those who’re sick and tired

VERSE 3

How many times will I find my redemption?

How many times will I achieve my exemption?

How many times will I stay on my feet?

How many times will I get off my knees?

How many times will I see through the lies?

How many times will I even really try?

How many times will I eventually succeed?

How many times will I realize my dreams?

CHORUS X2

Zero!

Zero!

Goose eggs and donuts!

Goose eggs and donuts!

I Apologize

VERSE 1

Assassins live by a code of silence

Leave no trace of forensic science

Leave behind a trail of violence

Escape the sounds of police sirens

Weapon of choice isn’t a knife or gun

Motive isn’t the thrill of the hunt

Vicarious visions the camera caught

All I did was sit back and watch

CHORUS

I apologize for not being your savior

I apologize for being your traitor

All I had to do was speak my mind

But another innocent got left behind

VERSE 2

You’re all grown up and standing tall

You just can’t wait for your next brawl

Lashing out at everyone in sight

Someone’s going to the hospital tonight

It’s too late to recapture innocence

It’s too late to close the distance

It’s too late to give you your love

You fought like a hawk, slew all the doves

CHORUS

I apologize for not being your savior

I apologize for being your traitor

All I had to do was speak my mind

But another innocent got left behind

VERSE 3

If I could, I’d hug you tightly forever

Tell you it’s okay and never say never

Tell you I’m sorry for shutting my mouth

I’m sorry for taking the easy way out

You won’t forgive me for my deadly sins

You threw my apology in the garbage bin

I can’t blame you for even a short second

Silence is an assassin’s favorite weapon

EXTENDED CHORUS

I apologize for not being your savior

I apologize for being your traitor

All I had to do was speak my mind

But another innocent got left behind

I apologize for leaving you for dead

I apologize for the trauma in your head

I apologize for the monster you’ve become

The pain is now yours to sooth and numb

FINAL LINE

I’m sorry…

Nothing

VERSE 1

A bikini selfie is worth more than true art

Gigantic tits are worth more than pure heart

Attention is currency worth more than gold

True love is distant, not close enough to hold

Favorites and likes have become so trite

To even those with the true creative might

Shallow values have come to mean something

Yet underneath it all, there’s all but nothing

CHORUS 1

Nothing! Nothing! Nothing!

A human body made of paper mache

Nothing! Nothing! Nothing!

A human mind to shape like clay

Nothing! Nothing! Nothing!

A human spirit to be taken away

Nothing! Nothing! Nothing!

A worthless story for another day

VERSE 2

A bold faced lie in a suit and tie

Will bring you to financial highs

A little fairytale going off the rail

Will serve you with papers in the mail

Free speech: silenced with duct tape

Free thought: silenced with mind rape

A big bank account has come to mean something

Underneath it all, you’ve got absolutely nothing

CHORUS 2

Nothing! Nothing! Nothing!

A human life made of chips and wires

Nothing! Nothing! Nothing!

A human love with no passionate fires

Nothing! Nothing! Nothing!

A human story for the funeral pyre

Nothing! Nothing! Nothing!

A human body far past retired

VERSE 3

What good is power when it’s used for evil?

What good is love when it isn’t for the people?

What good is money when it’s wastefully spent?

What good is anger when you’re not hell-bent?

What good is attraction when you’re just a fraction?

A former shell of a man who burst into action?

Questions and answers should both mean something

But when there’s something to seek, we find nothing

CHORUS 3

Nothing! Nothing! Nothing!

Robotic body with a putty face

Nothing! Nothing! Nothing!

Robotic logic so full of disgrace

Nothing! Nothing! Nothing!

Robotic motherboard all but fried

Nothing! Nothing! Nothing!

Robotic judgment as national pride

FINAL BRIDGE

There really is no dark side of the moon

But it’s where our heroes will go very soon

The artists, the geniuses, everyone in between

Our final generation is what we have seen