What do you suppose people do in the afterlife when they want to die?

Even death can’t cure a fool

It’s not that they can’t
It’s just that they won’t

What do you suppose I could possibly say to break your arms and their grip on me?

Even death can’t cure a fool,
You ***** and moan that life isn’t fair, there’s no warning on the label no one’s aware.

It’s not that they can’t
It’s just that they won’t

Break my bones one by one, I suppose soon I’ll probably collapse like that old bridge

Save you some trouble,
O how convenient everything you’ve ever said
Even death can’t cure a fool

Burn it down and change your face
Here’s to hoping there is no regrets

A riot in heaven creates ******* hell

It’s not that they can’t
It’s just that they won’t

It’s really not that hard

But it might **** you
It might **** you
It might **** you

BUT I’M WILLING TO TAKE THAT CHANCE

Just apologize