What if I was lost
Would you be around
Riding in the dark
And feigning the perverse
If I was a corpse
I'd be on the ground
Hoping for the best
Oh but it just gets
What if we were down
Deep into the dirt
Ever-slowly fading skin
An imaginary hearse
Rolling through the night
With a legendary flirt
We want it to go well
Oh but it just gets worse
It just gets
Fall asleep behind the wheel of
Fallen fantasies seems real
Oh
This is the end of the road
This is as far as I go
Stand up
Or back off
Stand up
Or back off
Stand up
Or back off
Stand up
Or back the f*ck off