Corpse

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