Letras
It seems that our hearts just don't beat the way they used to, dear
But you know, that these feet still move
Hey!
A union between living corpses
A wicked symphony
And a bouquet of lies
I'll kiss the maggots right out of your skin
We can sweet talk, until our teeth fall out
I couldn't change
And I wouldn't
If I wanted to
You are my rot
It's all I've got
Baby, that's all I ask of you
It's dinner and a show
With worms as the only party guests we know
We speak through hidden fingers
We foxtrot on the hearse that drove us home
So I can live in this
Kaleidoscope with you?
Can I drag bodies through your veins although there's mud on my shoes?
It seems that our hearts just don't beat the way they used to, dear
But you know that these feet still move
(Feet still move)
Oh, how your tiny pretty hands, dig tiny pretty graves
I could never sleep as well as you do
Yeah!
This grave won't keep your secrets, doll
The grave won't keep your secrets and neither will I
You say that you dance better on your own
But I beg to differ, because that's what your hips told me
When they found us haunting the streets
It seems that our hearts just don't beat the way they used to, dear
But you know that these feet still move
(Feet still move)
Oh, how your tiny pretty hands, dig tiny pretty graves
I could never sleep as well as you do
I would let you creep me out until the end of the world
But how could you say
What you don't wanna haunt this cemetery with me?
You always swore that we would dance until
The sun swallowed the moon
Now you're just another nihilist with a fetish for deja vu
Another animal who doesn't care what's killing you
We couldn't change the world, so we wouldn't change ourselves
This happens on it's own so all that ends well, is well