Tombstones

Got me walking through tombstones
Would you meet me in the ground?
Got me walking through tombstones
Would you meet me in the ground? Hey

Everybody got hurt, everybody went deaf in 20
Blind rage in a suicide pact to get left with nothing
Rumor's that you're perfect, well, you don't say?
Everybody's building coffins just so they can have their own place

Six feet deep getting comfy burning bridges have your own way
Another six feet deep let's outlaw improvement, buddy pass the rosé
You can't push daisies when the ground's unfertile
The grim reaper follows us 'bout everywhere we go

Got me walking through tombstones
Would you meet me in the ground?
Got me walking through tombstones
Would you meet me in the ground? Hey

Fancy meeting you here, I thought that you're afraid of bones
Why are your skeletons on display? I thought you had them safe at home
Russian roulette would suit us perfect
No skipping turns in graveyards, it's no mercy (ooh-ooh)

They want to see a crash, but they don't want the blood
They want to see my movie, but they won't let me cuss (ooh-ooh)
They want to feel some pain, but they don't want to touch
They want to see the painting but don't dare show the brush

You can't push daisies when the ground's unfertile
The grim reaper follows us 'bout everywhere we go

Got me walking through tombstones
Would you meet me in the ground?
Got me walking through tombstones
Would you meet me in the ground? Hey

You can't push daisies when the grounds unfertile
The grim reaper follows us 'bout everywhere we go