We met halfway
Between the headstones and your grave
Dance on the black and blue
With tragic endings

We race to break the silence
Dirt covered fingers eyelids
I've got bags of lust that are filled
with death

Now take your hand
And get the gasoline
Wave goodbye cuz you know
This tomb was fit for a queen

I'll strike the match
And you light her casket
Inside a box it's big enough
This tomb was fit for a queen

FIT FOR QUEEN
This tomb was fit for a queen

Her lips of [bad word] In like a crash
She fell down went
Stright for the floor

Now I know
When I'm dealing with a
liar don't get burned
with this desire

Now take your hand
And get the gasoline
Wave goodbye cuz you know
This tomb was fit for a queen

I'll strike the match
And you light her casket
Inside a box it's big enough
This tomb was fit for a queen

FIT FOR QUEEN x3
This tomb was fit for a queen

[created by Error Down]