Corpses

We stand hand in hand like corpses Our friends are corpses too And the man who took the photograph Likes the look of you We stand hand in hand like corpses Our friends are corpses too And the man who gave the epitaph Said I wouldn't do Darling, I have tried to fix you I can't count the times That I have kissed you I never thought that when you built our home You'd make it out of blood and bones Darling, one of us should go My eyes were the first to disappear Then went my nose, then went my ears, with No eyes and no nose This death that I chose No eyes and no nose This death that I chose You're dead I'm dead You said I bled you dry Darling, I have tried to fix you I can't count the times That I have kissed you I never thought that when you built our home You'd make it out of blood and bones Darling, one of us should go It's contagious, my fear and your pain We look like corpses and our friends look the same And we all stood together for worse or for better We all stood together for a photograph Yes, we all stood together for worse or for better We all stood together for a photograph You're dead I'm dead You said I bled you dry Darling, I have tried to fix you I can't count the times That I have kissed you I never thought that when you built our home You'd make it out of blood and bones Darling, one of us should go Darling, one of us should go Darling, one of us should go (Darling, one of us should go)