Post Mortimer, For The Record

When I was 33 I was told it was time

To settle down, have a kid or two

After all, my youth had faded, I was no longer in my prime

So I proposed to this woman I thought would do

Never thinking I would be the victim of a crime

But I was, and the perpetrator was

Myself

Yeah, I took the blackjack and hit myself in the back of the
 Head

Might as well have put a gun in my mouth and pulled the
 Trigger

Marriage or a bullet, either way I was

Dead