Weekend Wars

Evil S.I.S to find a shore
 A beast that doesn't quiver anymore
 And we could crush some plants to paint my walls
 And I won't try to fight in the weekend wars
 Was I? I was too lazy to bathe
 Or paint or write or try to make a change
 Now I can shoot a gun to kill my lunch
 And I don't have to love or think too much
 Instant battle plans written on the sidewalk
 Mental mystics in a twisted metal car
 Tried to amplify the sound of light and love
 Christ is cursed of fathers and martyrs
 Might even take a knife to split a hair
 Or even scare the children off my lawn
 Giving us time to make the makeshift bombs
 Every mess invested was a score
 We couldn't use computers anymore
 But it's difficult to win unless you're bored
 And you might have to plan for the weekend wars
 ♪
 Try to break my heart, I'll drive to Arizona
 It might take a hundred years to grow an arm
 I'll sit and listen to the sound of sand and cold
 Twisted diamond heart, I'm the weekend warrior
 My predictions are the only things I have
 I can amplify the sound of light and love
 ♪
 I'm a curse and I'm a sound
 When I open up my mouth
 There's a reason I don't win
 I don't know how to begin
 I'm a curse and I'm a sound
 When I open up my mouth
 There's a reason I don't win
 I don't know how to begin
 I'm a curse and I'm a sound
 When I open up my mouth
 There's a reason I don't win
 I don't know how to begin
 I'm a curse and I'm a sound
 When I open up my mouth
 There's a reason I don't win
 
 Evil S.I.S to find a shore
 A beast that doesn't quiver anymore
 And we could crush some plants to paint my walls
 And I won't try to fight in the weekend wars
 Was I? I was too lazy to bathe
 Or paint or write or try to make a change
 Now I can shoot a gun to kill my lunch
 And I don't have to love or think too much
 Instant battle plans written on the sidewalk
 Mental mystics in a twisted metal car
 Tried to amplify the sound of light and love
 Christ is cursed of fathers and martyrs
 Might even take a knife to split a hair
 Or even scare the children off my lawn
 Giving us time to make the makeshift bombs
 Every mess invested was a score
 We couldn't use computers anymore
 But it's difficult to win unless you're bored
 And you might have to plan for the weekend wars
 ♪
 Try to break my heart, I'll drive to Arizona
 It might take a hundred years to grow an arm
 I'll sit and listen to the sound of sand and cold
 Twisted diamond heart, I'm the weekend warrior
 My predictions are the only things I have
 I can amplify the sound of light and love
 ♪
 I'm a curse and I'm a sound
 When I open up my mouth
 There's a reason I don't win
 I don't know how to begin
 I'm a curse and I'm a sound
 When I open up my mouth
 There's a reason I don't win
 I don't know how to begin
 I'm a curse and I'm a sound
 When I open up my mouth
 There's a reason I don't win
 I don't know how to begin
 I'm a curse and I'm a sound
 When I open up my mouth
 There's a reason I don't win
 
 Evil S.I.S to find a shore
 A beast that doesn't quiver anymore
 And we could crush some plants to paint my walls
 And I won't try to fight in the weekend wars
 Was I? I was too lazy to bathe
 Or paint or write or try to make a change
 Now I can shoot a gun to kill my lunch
 And I don't have to love or think too much
 Instant battle plans written on the sidewalk
 Mental mystics in a twisted metal car
 Tried to amplify the sound of light and love
 Christ is cursed of fathers and martyrs
 Might even take a knife to split a hair
 Or even scare the children off my lawn
 Giving us time to make the makeshift bombs
 Every mess invested was a score
 We couldn't use computers anymore
 But it's difficult to win unless you're bored
 And you might have to plan for the weekend wars
 ♪
 Try to break my heart, I'll drive to Arizona
 It might take a hundred years to grow an arm
 I'll sit and listen to the sound of sand and cold
 Twisted diamond heart, I'm the weekend warrior
 My predictions are the only things I have
 I can amplify the sound of light and love
 ♪
 I'm a curse and I'm a sound
 When I open up my mouth
 There's a reason I don't win
 I don't know how to begin
 I'm a curse and I'm a sound
 When I open up my mouth
 There's a reason I don't win
 I don't know how to begin
 I'm a curse and I'm a sound
 When I open up my mouth
 There's a reason I don't win
 I don't know how to begin
 I'm a curse and I'm a sound
 When I open up my mouth
 There's a reason I don't win
 
 Evil S.I.S to find a shore
 A beast that doesn't quiver anymore
 And we could crush some plants to paint my walls
 And I won't try to fight in the weekend wars
 Was I? I was too lazy to bathe
 Or paint or write or try to make a change
 Now I can shoot a gun to kill my lunch
 And I don't have to love or think too much
 Instant battle plans written on the sidewalk
 Mental mystics in a twisted metal car
 Tried to amplify the sound of light and love
 Christ is cursed of fathers and martyrs
 Might even take a knife to split a hair
 Or even scare the children off my lawn
 Giving us time to make the makeshift bombs
 Every mess invested was a score
 We couldn't use computers anymore
 But it's difficult to win unless you're bored
 And you might have to plan for the weekend wars
 ♪
 Try to break my heart, I'll drive to Arizona
 It might take a hundred years to grow an arm
 I'll sit and listen to the sound of sand and cold
 Twisted diamond heart, I'm the weekend warrior
 My predictions are the only things I have
 I can amplify the sound of light and love
 ♪
 I'm a curse and I'm a sound
 When I open up my mouth
 There's a reason I don't win
 I don't know how to begin
 I'm a curse and I'm a sound
 When I open up my mouth
 There's a reason I don't win
 I don't know how to begin
 I'm a curse and I'm a sound
 When I open up my mouth
 There's a reason I don't win
 I don't know how to begin
 I'm a curse and I'm a sound
 When I open up my mouth
 There's a reason I don't win
 
 Evil S.I.S to find a shore
 A beast that doesn't quiver anymore
 And we could crush some plants to paint my walls
 And I won't try to fight in the weekend wars
 Was I? I was too lazy to bathe
 Or paint or write or try to make a change
 Now I can shoot a gun to kill my lunch
 And I don't have to love or think too much
 Instant battle plans written on the sidewalk
 Mental mystics in a twisted metal car
 Tried to amplify the sound of light and love
 Christ is cursed of fathers and martyrs
 Might even take a knife to split a hair
 Or even scare the children off my lawn
 Giving us time to make the makeshift bombs
 Every mess invested was a score
 We couldn't use computers anymore
 But it's difficult to win unless you're bored
 And you might have to plan for the weekend wars
 ♪
 Try to break my heart, I'll drive to Arizona
 It might take a hundred years to grow an arm
 I'll sit and listen to the sound of sand and cold
 Twisted diamond heart, I'm the weekend warrior
 My predictions are the only things I have
 I can amplify the sound of light and love
 ♪
 I'm a curse and I'm a sound
 When I open up my mouth
 There's a reason I don't win
 I don't know how to begin
 I'm a curse and I'm a sound
 When I open up my mouth
 There's a reason I don't win
 I don't know how to begin
 I'm a curse and I'm a sound
 When I open up my mouth
 There's a reason I don't win
 I don't know how to begin
 I'm a curse and I'm a sound
 When I open up my mouth
 There's a reason I don't win