Love Songs Suck

You won't ever hear me sing a love song

'Cause love songs suck

And you won't ever hear me sing no song about blue skies or brown eyes

Unless I'm real fucked up

Yeah, and don't expect me to sit here and sing about

Happily ever after

I think we both know that ain't ever how it really goes

Hell, the closest thing I have to a love song

Well, it's the one where I killed 'em both

And we're all going to die alone

You can't sing to a pile of bones

And there's no such thing as love

So we might as well have some fun

And the bedroom's always warmer than the grave

Yeah, and won't ever hear me singin' about them homesick blues

See this here highway, it is my home

Most folks I know these days, well, they're all buyin' houses

I bought me a John Deere Motor Coach

Yes, it's true, tonight I'm leaving

I gotta get on to that next town

But, sweetheart, that ain't no good reason

That we can't have a little fun, right here and now

'Cause we're all gonna die alone

You can't sing to a pile of bones

And there's no such thing as love

So we might as well have some fun

And the bedroom's always warmer than the grave

'Cause we're all gonna die alone

You can't sing to a pile of bones

And there's no such thing as love

So we might as well have some fun

And the bedroom's always warmer than the grave

'Cause we're all gonna die alone

You can't sing to a pile of bones

And there's no such thing as love

So we might as well have some fun

And the bedroom's always warmer than the grave