Lyrics

(As we all know, life has a stereotypical way of creating havoc on our lives. Like Murphy's Law says, "if it's not supposed to happen, it will". We keep waiting for the reason the bad shit happens, but we know we'll never get it. Instead, we should recognize what's really important to cry over
and be able laugh at the stupid crap.)

As I think back and I start reminiscing. About my existence and how I have lived it. One thing that I think and I keep believing still. If something shouldn't happen than you're guaranteed it will. Take for example the time that I was married. The yes I do's, the vows, across the threshold she was carried. We were doing okay for just about a minute than the shit came down. I wonder if you can guess it. She cheated on me. Oh boy how it hurts. My heart ripped into and then scattered in the dirt. Stopped eating any food cause I was nauseous all day. At leat with pain and misery you can lose a little wait. But over some time, I learned to forgive her. Swalled my pride cause I thought marriage is forever. Opened my heart and took her back in. Then she went and fucked somebody els again. So..

Where's the Punchline? There's gotta be a punchline. Where's the punchline? There's gotta be a punchline. Where's the Punchline?There's gotta be a punchline. I'm holding my breath and I'm waiting to see. Where's the Punchline? There's gotta be a punchline. Where's the punchline? There's gotta be a punchline. Where's the Punchline? I'm holding my breath cause I'm wating to see

So many ways to drown I know that things will come around. Life likes to have it's fun with me. When it drops it's guard we're gonna wait and see.

Now I hope you don't think me a negative person. There's always somebody whose problems are worse then. The butcher, the baker, the candlestick maker, my fucked up cousin or my alcohlic neighbor. It's just that I see we have something in common. Fate likes to play and create these sad dramas. With us as the star and life as the villain. The plot stays the same yo we just keep on killing. Ourselves we should stop and take a brief moment, pray to whatever and ask for atonement. Remember how life treated you well. If that doesn't work, at least you don't live in Hell. Despite all the shit that everyone's been through, if you got family there's people who love you. My moms and my pops, my sister Kirsten an me. My sister Katrina dead at thirteen.

Where's the Punchline? There's gotta be a Punchline. Where's the punchline? There's gotta be a punchline. Where's the Punchline?There's gotta be a punchline. I'm holding my breath and I'm waiting to see. Where's the Punchline? There's gotta be a punchline. Where's the punchline? There's gotta be a punchline. Where's the Punchline? I'm holding my breath cause I'm wating to see

So many ways to drown I know that things will come around. Life likes to have it's fun with me. When it drops it's guard we're gonna wait and see.