Screaming down the curves
of an All-American back road
Howling out Kansas
Grinning
Cause you can't sing
But there's nobody to care.
It's a beautiful world.
Needling your pansy
of a brother cause his showers
are too long
Smirking
Cause he calls you jerk
And that's always been a word of honor.
It's a beautiful world.
Licking clean the pie scraps
off the old lady's china
Sucking on your fingers
Humming
Cause it is good
And it reminds you of your mother.
It's a beautiful world.
Polishing the fine lines
of sleek black Chevy steel
Purring fondly
Loving
Cause she'd been there
When your life was bleak and lonely.
It's a beautiful world.
Admiring the zing
of silver blade against whetstone
Make it fine and sharp
Wincing
Cause it'll soon be dirtied
With more blood that never quite comes clean.
It's a beautiful world.
Gazing at the stars
from the hood of your weary ride
Taking comfort
Sighing
Cause the fullness of the skies
Helps soothe the emptiness inside.
It's a beautiful world.
Brandishing your free will
in the face of heaven's hell squad
Boldly denying
Wishing
That the world wasn't as dark
As it now always seems to be.
It's a beautiful world.
Gasping at the feel
Of four metal rings in your pocket
You'd forgotten
Clenching
your eyes against the tears
that want to flow in a world without him.
It's a beautiful world.
Plastering on a smile
Cause you've got no better plans for
Deceiving yourself
Tearing
As even with your brother here
Your heart's still losing precious pieces of itself.
It's a beautiful world.
Smoothly running fingers
down the barrel of your forty-five
Feeling hollow
Empty
Wondering about the feel of lead
Wedged in the blood, fat, and bone of a broken skull
It's a beautiful world.
Waking to the feeling
of strange freedom
Bearing nothing.
Release
Cause instead of fighting evil you've
Embraced it, and you're painting the streets red.
Aint it a beautiful world?