Second Hand Grave Songtext
von Joe Firstman

We were bearing down on you
A testament to all the Hell I put you through
Now your wedding bells and Bowery maids
The roses in your wedding braids

Your cheap invitation
There was a woman all in white
Just a chord in a song
That I′d been meaning to finish


Stuffed beneath your presents
And written in your minutes
I can't forget it, only when you glow I know
I′m lonely, I'm gonna break
I was your slave, I was your slave

When I see you lie awake
In your secondhand grave
I'll lie along the side of you
And die along the side of you

I′m just like the others
And I tend to bother you
It′s me, it's me that you love
Don′t you get it? Just admit it
It's me, it′s me that you love
Don't you get it? Just admit it