Happy birthday, merry unbirth, merry unbirthday Happy birthday, merry unbirth, merry unbirthday Happy birthday, merry unbirth, merry unbirthday Happy birthday, merry unbirth, merry unbirthday She's a beaten dog with yellow nails I just would like to let you know That I got deep enough around At carving away at your skin Away at your skin Away at your skin Spinning around Spinning around Spinning around, spitting Spinning around, spitting And laughing in my face Spinning around, spitting Spinning around, spitting And what I found were alarm clocks Spinning around, spitting You started biting at your fingernails To prove that we're not breathing I'll awake from sleep to give a kiss The killer is gone tonight The killer is gone tonight But isn't it better, but isn't it better To question our love? But isn't it better, but isn't it better To question our love? But isn't it better, but isn't it better To question our love? No, it's not, it never was Why do I find Pieces of your teeth Why do I find Pieces of your teeth On piano keys?