I've [bad word] around your graveyard looking for a thrill
Don't think that I'll find one darlin' so I take a pill
And in your dying eyes I can see that you don't want me still
Don't want me still

I've been haunting your chapel sweetheart, looking for your ghost
Don't think that I'll find you darlin' so I make a toast
Cheers to your dying eyes I can see that they don't want me still
No they don't want me still

I've [bad word] around your graveyard, looking for a thrill
Don't think that I'll find one darlin' so I take a pill
And in my dying eyes you can see that I don't want you still
No I don't want you still