A Wake

Open the closet door And I'll help you find the little black dress that you've been searching for It's like we've spent our lives driving towards a funeral And I can think of nothing to say at all But goddamn, you look beautiful Cold as a tomb I'm going white at the sight of you Shivers down your spine, the bloods run dry And now you're running out of time You've got the whole world in your hands And tonight I'll bring you back to life again Back to life again And on the drive home you tore at your dress You said the color black just reminds you of death Everyone around you is a walking cliche Offering up condolences and laughing about the good days Your breath is dancing on the windshield, I tried to grab your hands But even my touch feels like a body bag Cold as a tomb I'm going white at the sight of you Shivers down your spine, the bloods run dry And now you're running out of time You've got the whole world in your hands And tonight I'll bring you back to life again Told you not to get sick, now you won't get better Told you not to get sick, now you're stuck forever Finally got you home and I put you to bed and in the morning we'll wake up and we'll do it all again One day I'll bring you home just to lay you to rest and in the morning I'll wake up to a brand new nightmare (Tell her you love her, float away) (Tell her you love, before its too late) Tell her you love her and float away