Tombstones

Got me walking through tombstones

Would you meet me in the ground?

Got me walking through tombstones

Would you meet me in the ground? Hey

Everybody got hurt, everybody went deaf in 20

Blind rage in a suicide pact to get left with nothing

Rumor's that you're perfect, well, you don't say?

Everybody's building coffins just so they can have their own place

Six feet deep getting comfy burning bridges have your own way

Another six feet deep let's outlaw improvement, buddy pass the rosé

You can't push daisies when the ground's unfertile

The grim reaper follows us 'bout everywhere we go

Got me walking through tombstones

Would you meet me in the ground?

Got me walking through tombstones

Would you meet me in the ground? Hey

Fancy meeting you here, I thought that you're afraid of bones

Why are your skeletons on display? I thought you had them safe at home

Russian roulette would suit us perfect

No skipping turns in graveyards, it's no mercy (ooh-ooh)

They want to see a crash, but they don't want the blood

They want to see my movie, but they won't let me cuss (ooh-ooh)

They want to feel some pain, but they don't want to touch

They want to see the painting but don't dare show the brush

You can't push daisies when the ground's unfertile

The grim reaper follows us 'bout everywhere we go

Got me walking through tombstones

Would you meet me in the ground?

Got me walking through tombstones

Would you meet me in the ground? Hey

You can't push daisies when the grounds unfertile

The grim reaper follows us 'bout everywhere we go