Unreleased Songs

The Killing Moon Unreleased Songs Lyrics
1.You Oughta Know

Lyricist:Glen Ballard, Alanis Morissette

I want you to know that I'm happy for you
I wish nothing but the best for you both
An older version of me, is she perverted like me?
Would she go down on you in a theater?
Does she speak eloquently and would she have your baby?
I'm sure she'd make a really excellent mother

'Cause the love that you gave that we made wasn't able
To make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me you'd hold me
Until you died, till you died? But are you still alive

And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know

You seem very well, things look peaceful
I'm not quite as well, I thought you should know
Did you forget about me, Mr. Duplicity?
I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner
It was a slap in the face, how quickly I was replaced
And are you thinking of me when you fuck her?

'Cause the love that you gave that we made wasn't able
To make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me you'd hold me
Until you died, till you died? But are you still alive

And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know

'Cause the joke that you laid on the bed that was me
And I'm not gonna fade as soon as you close your eyes and you
know it
And every time I scratch my nails down someone else's back
I hope you feel it, well, can you feel it?

And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know

I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know


2.Subject A

Lyricist:Axel Breitung, Morrison Long, Rene Baumann

Subject A wants to throw it all away
He's sick of all the pain, he wants to turn it all into rage
Learn how the barrel tastes before it's too late
I just want to get through the day

We're all just shades of gray
In a long and frantic race to catch a dying day
(I just want to get through the day)
For one second I'd slit your throat
And spill blood across the floor to put an end to this game

They thought you would have learned by now
But you're still questioning
(God would this be a better place without me?)
So much is lost within each second
So they say, you became another waste of space
So you learn how the barrel tastes gray

And the world will watch as he blows his head off
I just want to get through the day

We're all just shades of gray
In a long and frantic race to catch a dying day
(I just want to get through the day)
For one second I'd slit your throat
And spill blood across the floor to put an end to this game

Take the time to smell while the roses are red
Before they're all dried up and dead
It's never too late, it's never too late
Remember there's blood runnin' through your veins

Take the time to smell while the roses are red
Before they're all dried up and dead
It's never too late, it's never too late
Remember there's blood runnin' through your veins

I just want to get through the day

We're all just shades of gray
In a long and frantic race to catch a dying day
(I just want to get through the day)
For one second I'd slit your throat
And spill blood across the floor to put an end to this game

We are gray