I'm so tired
Of your lies
And the evil things you're doing behind my back
Are there crimes that you have never committed? I doubt it
Sometimes I wonder, when will you die?

You're insane
You are bad
You wreck everything you touch and you're a sociopath
But there's one thing that everyone's wondering:
When will you die?

Schoolchildren stay at home (yeah)
And all the banks will close (yeah)
Each year we'll mark the date (yeah)
On which we celebrate (yeah)

I know how
I know why
I can picture every part of your comeuppance, except
For the one remaining piece of the puzzle, which is when you'll die

This is Dan
And that's Dan
And that's Marty on the drums to complete the band
And I'm John, and he is also John
And all of us are wondering when you're gonna die
Still you live
You go on
But you're running out the clock, and if we knew how long
I'd be counting down the days until the lovely one on which you're gone

On that promised morning, we will wake and greet the dawn
Knowing that your wicked life is over and that we will carry on

We'll exhale
We'll high five
We will know at last how great it is to be alive
We'll be lining up and buying tickets
And then we'll be jumping up and down on your grave

You're insane
You are bad
You wreck everything you touch and you're a sociopath
And the only way to mitigate
Would be to know the date
You're scheduled to vacate
When are you going to die?
Look me in the eye
Tell me when you'll die