Climb those cemetery walls again
Leave these flowers at your headstone
Climb those cemetery walls again
Every night; can’t stand the sight of yourself

“Now that you’re gone, what am I to do?
But get lost in this bottle… thinking of you”
You drink till you’re sick
“Trace the grooves in your stone”
Plot where you’ll bury him
The man that left you alone

Climb those cemetery walls again
Leave these flowers at your headstone
Every night; can’t stand the sight of yourself

You drink till you’re sick, feel the dew in the grass
As the sun’s coming up, watch a funeral pass

And you think to yourself, “That should have been me”
Two in the family plot, when you wish it were three”

Climb those cemetery walls again
Leave these flowers at your headstone
Climb those cemetery walls again
Can’t stand the sight of yourself
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