Dreading It Songtext
von Matthew Good

Set off, wrapped in Christmas lights
With a crazy glued Swiss Army knife
Pitons and football cleats
A suitcase of air and Ketamine

To a tower and a maiden
Complaining about the mattresses
And how peas are the diamonds of peasants
Gotta rescue her, and I′m dreadin' it


′Cause I don't like people
What do you want me to say?
I could lie and say that I do
'Cause lying′s my main thing
She says, "Hold me tight
And don′t forget about yesterday
And all those things you said to me
And all those things you said to me"

Set off in a hurricane
In a tiny boat with the ghost of Emmett Kelly
To find a chest of golden parlor tricks
Got bills to pay and a roof to fix

Of a tower for a maiden
Complaining about the mattresses
Gotta scuba dive to get it
In the middle of the night, and I'm dreadin′ it


No, I don't like people
What do you want me to say?
I could lie and say that I do
′Cause lying's my main thing
She says, "Hold me tight
And don′t forget about yesterday
And all those things you said to me
And all those things you said to me"