It Goes Without Saying ​death's dynamic shroud

I try my best
Try to express
But it’s a strain
It’s my own brain
We both know sincerity’s not my game
So it always goes without saying

It’s embedded in irony
And fragile masculinity
It’s always here preventing me
From saying what I really mean

Oh no, oh no, oh no…

The sincere is not my domain
So it always goes without saying

But when I die
Please recognize
That I have tried
To tell and to show
That you mean more to me than you know
In a kingdom of one
If I have you I’m not alone