I'm coming up only to hold you under
I'm coming up only to show you wrong
And to know you is hard, we wonder
And to know you all wrong, we won
Ooh-ooh, oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
It's really too late to call, so we wait for
Morning to wake you is all we got
But to know me is hardly golden
Is to know me all wrong, they won
At every occasion, I'll be ready for the funeral
At every occasion, I'll be ready for the funeral
At every occasion, I'll be ready for the funeral
At every occasion, I'll be ready for the funeral
