wait until they send your son home in a box see if you re dancing when water is everywhere anguish is endless but death s unambiguous wave as it carries him off and pose while it fits you in hospital gowns and flirt with the men dressed in white slip into bed with the fire that consumes our house sing on your surveillance tape smile in your autopsy photo for once phone up the boys that have buried your bones where do you get off loving life as if it s done any of us any good oh you re gonna wish you were me when the unsuspecting are dragged to their graves and you re standing on the edge holding a rose dead where we stand and if you concern yourself with such things as your status and what s in fashion don t say you can t be this bothered death becomes us all you ve got some nerve having hope in this ghost town port of call someday your insides will turn themselves out tell me what purpose our efforts have served when we end up in the ground more acts will follow the roles we have played and everything loved will expire i ve seen it all and i m worse off because of it good men have died in my arms i ve been everywhere yet we ll end up at the same depth what s the point oh you re gonna wish you were me when the unsuspecting are dragged to their graves and you re standing on the edge holding a rose standing on the edge holding a rose don t say you can t be this bothered death becomes us all you ve got some nerve having hope in this ghost town port of call there s nothing to see here and nothing gazes back at me there s nothing to see here and that nothing looks back at us there s nothing to see here and nothing gazes back at me there s nothing to see here and that nothing looks back at us