Cemetery

It's fair to say we're closing for the night

Grown tired of being open and playing kind

Been scared of conversation for a while

The faux friends that I'm facing are taking sides

Oh, honey

Could you meet me down at the old cemetery?

Oh, honey

Tell me something but a little too honestly

Oh, oh

Oh, oh

If old is gonna rain on my parade

And lightly float along the seas of change

The body that we start on is all maroon

It's faded on the fine lines into June

Oh, honey

Could you meet me down at the old cemetery?

Oh, honey

Tell me something but a little too honestly

Oh, oh

Oh, oh