No Picnic Are Your Pity Pits

Why can't you give up pity, That you count on. The pity that you give me, That you count on. Why can't you give up pity, That you count on. The pity that you give me, That you count on. That turns on, When I am gone. I, Fear coming near... To witness, Your tears. And the frequent pity pits I predict will begin. And your frequent pity pits I predict will begin. I, Fear coming near... To witness, Your tears. And your frequent pity pits I predict will begin. And those frequent pity pits I predict will begin. No picnic, Are your pity pits. No, no picnic. Are your pity pits. No picnic, Are your pity pits. No, no picnic. Are your pity pits. I, Fear coming near... To witness, Your tears. Why can't you give up pity, That you count on. The pity that you give me, That you count on. Why can't you give up pity, That you count on. No, no picnic. Are your pity pits. No picnic, Are your pity pits. No, no picnic. Are your pity pits. No picnic, Are your pity pits. And I... Fear coming near, To witness... Your tears. Since no picnic, Are your pity pits. No, no picnic. Are your pity pits. Nothing inspires, When tied to a pity pit. Nothing's more tired, When tied to a pity pit. And sickening it gets, Every moment of it. No nothing inspires, When tied to a pity pit. Nothing's more tired, When tied to a pity pit. And sickening it gets, Every moment of it. No picnic, Are your pity pits. No, no picnic. Are your pity pits. No picnic, Are your pity pits. No, no picnic. Are your pity pits.