Point A To Point Blank

So many songs about heart done wrong
 About lost love's bitterness
 Jilted Joes wrote your sing-a-longs
 Well I dare you to hum to this
 There are more fish in the sea
 Is the only truth for me
 Then my feet get wet, my legs get weak
 I start to sink And then I start to think
 I'm goig down down down
 It's burning in my head
 I'm going down down down
 Like a hunk of lead
 But it go on on on
 Better dread than dead
 I'm going down down down
 From point A to point blank
 All you gearhead funnyboys
 Switched Spock for Pebbles comps
 You got all the groove and move
 Of a full-up parking lot
 I never worked on a car
 But I sure know how to screw
 You can keep playing dress up white trash
 I'll stick to being nude, urbane and lewd
 I'm goig down down down
 It's burning in my head
 I'm going down down down
 Like a hunk of lead
 But it go on on on
 Better dread than dead
 I'm going down down down
 From point A to point blank
 What I want to say
 I know won't fit in a song
 It's hate and sadness
 And a faith so long gone
 Keeps me from sleeping nights
 Or caring about the days
 Then again it's short as the spot
 At the end of this empty phrase
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 All right
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 All the Betty Page pin-ups
 All the silly love songs
 All the cute Satan tattoos
 Only hold up for so long
 The only thing that lasts for me
 Dies every day
 Maybe you can make a point
 But at the end you're at point blank,you're at point blank
 I'm goig down down down
 It's burning in my head
 I'm going down down down
 Like a hunk of lead
 But it go on on on
 Better dread than dead
 I'm going down down down
 From point A to point blank