Cover up your windows
Close up all the doors
Time [bad word] for me to really shine
Pick myself up off the floor
Things that'll make yourself cry
Can be tied above the well
Helplessly withering away
But I'll never ever tell [bad word] run [bad word] run away
'cause there's nothing left to say
Got no one to talk to
Leave me alone, I'm happy to die [bad word] run [bad word] run away
'cause there's nothing left to say
Oh, the travel always gets me
Get in the car and drive it all over me
 [bad word] in the winter
Happy when you're down
Pulling [bad word] after me
And we're sleeping underground
I didn't mean to hurt you
Didn't mean to make you sad
Wandering through all the memories
Of the good times that we had
 [bad word] to the fun time
We're so happy here
We've no minds, we might as well be blind
We can lie together here
You [bad word] down and join us
You're more than [bad word] to
Even though it's painful to the ears
But it might not all be [bad word]