music and lyrics by Paul Megna

I know there's got to be a willingness a chance to lose what you gain
But it's a tribute to my stubbornness I don't use umbrellas in the rain

We've gone from tragic to ridiculous and everywhere in between
I cannot weather your vindictiveness why are you always so mean

SHE THINKS I'M HAVING A PARTY
SHE THINKS I'M BAKING A CAKE
SHE THINKS I'M CELEBRATING HER FATE

I tried to slip into subconciousness I thought that then I could see
Every little thing that was wrong with us but I just kept seeing me

SHE THINKS I'M HAVING A PARTY
SHE THINKS I'M BAKING A CAKE
SHE THINKS I'M CELEBRATING GREAT

I Wanna Drink Until It's Obvious
That Everything I Love Dies
Maybe Then Instead Of Vacuous
You'd Say That I Was Alive, I Was Alive, I Was Alive

SHE THINKS I ACT LIKE JESUS
I THINK THAT SHE IS MY CROSS
SHE THINKS I'M CELEBRATING HER LOSS

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PM - vocal, acoustic guitar
Matt Horn - clarinet
Konrad Meissner - drums
Steve Salad - baritone guitar
Ray Sapirstein - horn
Len Small - stand-up bass

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