Corpse

I ran on back's forces all through the night
 Waiting for the light
 The trees are shred to skin
 Their branches planted like a dead-man's hand
 Roses on her virgin eyes
 Her lips are shut
 The string is cut
 I saw myself hanging from the ceiling fan
 I was seventeen
 Don't watch the people you love grow old
 Just watch the people you hate grow cold
 Don't watch the people you love grow old
 Just watch the people you hate grow cold
 And I wait for her all night and day
 But to no avail, to no avail
 She never came to me again
 Not ever again, not ever again
 And I wait for her all night and day
 But to no avail, to no avail
 She never came to me again
 'Cause I walk on solid ground
 I ran on back's forces all through the night
 Waiting for the light
 The trees are shred to skin
 Their branches planted like a dead-man's hand
 Roses on her virgin eyes
 Her lips are shut
 The string is cut
 I saw myself hanging from the ceiling fan
 I was seventeen
 Don't watch the people you love grow old
 Just watch the people you hate grow cold
 Don't watch the people you love grow old
 Just watch the people you hate grow cold
 'Cause I wait for her all night and day
 But to no avail, to no avail
 She never came to me again
 Not ever again, not ever again
 I wait for her all night and day
 But to no avail, to no avail
 She never came to me again
 'Cause I walk on solid ground