Playing Dead

I'm always looking for something But I can't tell if it's real I'm playing dead to imagine your reaction And exactly how you deal I'm always looking for something But I can't tell if it's real I'm playing dead to imagine your reaction And exactly how you deal Light a candle Wash off the lipstick It's my instinct Time is tragedy Tip your waitress and thank who made this Tip your waitress and thank who made this Call my friends and my family While I'm asleep and tell them what went wrong Pick out the pallbearers, the grave robbers And show them how it's done I'm always looking for something But I can't tell if it's real I'm playing dead to imagine your reaction And exactly how you deal I'm always looking for something But I can't tell if it's real I'm playing dead to imagine your reaction And exactly how you- deal I'm always looking for something (always looking for something) I'm always looking for something (always looking for something) I'm always looking for something (always looking for something) I'm always looking for something I'm always looking for something But I can't tell if it's real I'm playing dead to imagine your reaction And exactly how you deal I'm always looking for something But I can't tell if it's real I'm playing dead to imagine your reaction And exactly how you deal