Running on fumes but enough to have power
I seem to have taken myself to the shower
I stare at the drain and ignore the shampoo
I practice my smiles in a bathroom for two
A month ago, baby, well I couldn't tell
Some days you'd seem happy, but I knew you too well
I wake up and you're next to me, the next day you're gone
Something of a mystery, but I can add one and one
I'm broken at the hip
Just covered in wax
Bite marks on my lip
And the worst part is that
It's like an open-casket funeral
How I have to stare and take it in
Oh, when something seems so final
Is when it all can start again
Hanging my head just to see my suit hanging
A vertebra can't withstand that kind of planning, oh
So, I hedge all my bets on a Benson & Hedges
Then I wedge myself somewhere between excess and depression
I'm sat redefining the word 'co-exist'
I'm trying to find any signs that I missed
Oh, I even checked on the back of the shampoo
Only found out their conditioner was blue
I'm broken at the hip
Just covered in wax
Bite marks on my lip
And the worst part is that
It's like an open-casket funeral
How I have to stare and take it in
Oh, when something seems so final
Is when it all can start again
Open-casket funeral
Stare and take it in
Just when something seems so final
Is when it all can
Is when it all can
Is when it all can
Is when it all can start again
Open-casket funeral
How I have to stare and take it in
Oh, when something seems so final
Is when it all can start again
Open-casket funeral
How I have to stare and take it in
Oh, when something seems so final
Is when it all can start again
Start again