You

are

sai-

ling

a-

way

On

a

lake

of

mad-

ness

On

a

wave

of

sad-

ness

You

pre-

fer

the

taste

Of

sing-

le

malt

sad-

ness

A

dir-

ty

shot

of

mad-

ness

You

slow-

ly

float

sub-

cons-

cious-

ly

You

don't

e-

ven

care

what

it

does

to

me

I

used

to

be

your

glad-

ness

You

are

he-

a-

ding

For

a

storm

of

ill-

ness

A

hur-

ri-

cane

of

sick-

ness

You've

made

yo-

ur

choice

A long

time

a-

go

Wit-

hout

gi-

ving

me

the

right

to

vote

You

slow-

ly

float

sub-

cons-

cious-

ly

You

don't

e-

ven

care

what

it

does

to

me

I

used

to

be

your

glad-

ness

E-

ven

love

does-

n't

seem

to

work

As

a

drug

a-

gainst

the

rush

I

used

to

be

your

glad-

ness

Now

you

are

my

sad-

ness

I

used

to

be

your

glad-

ness

Now you

are

my

sad-

ness

Will

it

all

end

in

mad-

ness