Cemetery Drive

This night of the dead in a Solitary style and crash the Cemetery gates in the dress your Husband hates. Way down, mark the grave Where the searchlights find us drinking by the Mausoleum door, And they found you on the bathroom floor. I miss you, I miss you so Bad, And the collision of your chaos that made it So hard. Cold, off the run, Singing songs that make you slit your wrists. It isn't that much fun Staring down a loaded gun. So I won't stop dying, won't stop lying. If you want, I'll keep on crying. Did you get what you deserve? Is this what you always want me for? I miss you, I miss you so bad, And the collision of your chaos that made it So hard. Way down, way down, way Down, way down, way down, Way down, way Down. I miss you, I miss you so bad, And the collision of your chaos that made so Hard. Where would I miss you? Where would I miss you so bad? And the collision of your chaos that made it So hard, made it so hard. Way down, way down, way Down, way down, Way down, way down, way Down, way Down