Corpses

We stand hand in hand like corpses

Our friends are corpses too

And the man who took the photograph

Likes the look of you

We stand hand in hand like corpses

Our friends are corpses too

And the man who gave the epitaph

Said I wouldn't do

Darling, I have tried to fix you

I can't count the times that I have kissed you

I never thought that when you built our home

You'd make it out of blood and bones

Darling, one of us should go

My eyes were the first to disappear

Then went my nose, then went my ears with

No eyes and no nose, this death that I chose

No eyes and no nose, this death that I chose

You're dead

I'm dead

You said

I bled you dry

Darling, I have tried to fix you

I can't count the times that I have kissed you

I never thought that when you built our home

You'd make it out of blood and bones

Darling, one of us should go

It's contagious, my fear and your pain

We look like corpses and our friends look the same

And we all stood together for worse or for better

We all stood together for a photograph

Yes, we all stood together for worse or for better

We all stood together for a photograph

You're dead

I'm dead

You said

I bled you dry

Darling, I have tried to fix you

I can't count the times that I have kissed you

I never thought that when you built our home

You'd make it out of blood and bones

Darling, one of us should go

Darling, one of us should go

Darling, one of us should go

Darling, one of us should go