Now that I am dead I hope that ascend to you.
“To who?” Always to you. I’m on my way back down.
I’ll just live it up then shake it off so I never gotta think about it.
I’m like night and day. I never want to stay.
Do you? You do? Me too. I’m on my way back down.
She said “Turn me on then get me off, so we never gotta think about it.”
Stay with me and share my disease.
Gotta find a way back home on the way...
Now that I am dead I finally get to rest with you
until you’re through and send me on my way back home.
Because you’ve given up, taken off, so you never have to worry about it.
Be careful what you say, you might have hell to pay.
“I do.” You do? Me too. That’s why I am all alone.
Because I’m right above ‘don’t give a fuck’ and just below ‘I cannot live without it’.
Stay with me and share my disease.
Gotta find a way back home.
Gotta find a way back home.
So please stay with me and die faithfully.
Because there’s no one left to save your soul on the way down.
And if you’re my better half you won’t know a thing about love either.
And if you’re my better half you won’t know a thing about love either.
Well I know that I’m pathetic. I knew before you said it.
And I know that I’m pathetic. I knew before you said it.
Stay with me and share my disease.
Gotta find a way back home.
I want to find a way back home.