A Dead Giveaway White Elephant
So when I'm gone, you won't be my girl
and I don’t mind you’re a waste of my time.
When you lay me down, in my grave
I won’t stay here to waste anymore.
And these flames are burning my face to the bone,
I'm all alone, and I'm so tired of these chains.
I won’t be your ghost,
but I can say that I'm too late.
I won't be your ghost,
but when I die I won't hide.
My best days have blown
away down that dusty road.
I won’t be the one to catch you when you fall.
The crooked lines and my clenched teeth
my my my….
I won't be your ghost, but I can say that I'm too late.
I won't be your ghost, but when I die I won't hide.
I can say that I'm too late, but when I die I won't hide.
Closing off your grave, taking back your name,
your doing this right, your doing this right.
