Corpse

I ran on back's forces all through the night
Waiting for the light
The trees are stripped 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, oh
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 stripped 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, oh
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