Are you still talking to

All of those dead film stars

Like you used to

And are you still thinking of

All of those pretty rhymes

And perfect crimes

Like you used to love 

And if you're still alive

When you're twenty five

Shall I kill you like you asked me to

If you're still alive

When you're twenty five

Shall I kill you I know you told me to

But I really don't want to 


I remember all of the thing-things said to me

Until ... calvary

Ah you said, you said new love grows on trees

New love grows on trees

New love grows on... new love grows on trees 


Are you still shaking out

All the dead wood from your bed love

Well times don't change and you're still thinking of

All of those pretty rhymes full of divine

Oh no, you really don't have to

If you're still alive

When you're twenty five

Shall I kill you

Oh I know you asked me to

But I really don't want to 


I remember every single thing you said to me

...

You said new love grows on trees

New love grows on trees

New love grows on... new love grows on trees