This night, walk the dead In a solitary style crash the cemetery gates. In the dress your husband hates Way down, mark grave Where the search lights find us Drinking by the mausoleum door And they found you on the bathroom floor
I miss you, I miss you so far And the collision of your kiss that made it so hard
Back home, the run Singing songs that make you slit your wrists It isn't that much staring down a loaded gun So I won't stop dying, won't stop (are you there at all?) If you want I'll keep on crying (do you care at all?) Did you get what you deserve? (are you there at all?) Is this what you always want for?
I miss you, I miss you so far And the collision of your kiss that made it so hard
down, way down Way down, way down Way way down Way down, way down
I miss you, I miss you so far And the collision of your kiss that it so hard
When will I miss you, when will I miss you so far And the collision of your kiss that made it so hard it so hard
Way down, way down Way down, way down Way down, way down Way down, way down Way down...