Boot Stamping On A Human Face Forever

Boot Stamping On A Human Face Forever

Bad Religion
(album: The Empire Strikes First)

�Drop dead, it doesn�t matter,� she said
�It only hurts when I laugh,� she said
�Sometimes it�s never a crime
�To spend the day in bed�
She made certain that the curtains were red
To dream better by the light they would shed
She leaned back, tilted her head
And this is what she said�

�You can�t win; think it over again
�I can�t win; look at the trouble I�m in
�We can�t win and we�re stuck here together
�Yeah, I hope it will last forever.�

�Don�t ever dare to hope,� he said
�So I�m never let down too bad
�I know there�s nowhere to go
�So I�ll just stay here, instead�
He knew better than to pull at a thread
They unravel like the thoughts in his head
He looked out; it filled him with dread
And this is what he said�