You're Dead

When someone becomes nothing to anyone Whilst feelings have died anyone would know it They set out sticks and stones, they say they crossed my bones I say I don’t get mad I get even before they do Spoils go to the victor I’m dead on time Your time is going to come One day I’ll dance on your graves Even if you’re buried at sea Till then, till when I exact my revenge I’ll tell them you’re dead to me Were all just trying to hold on to innocence Youd think they’d notice what were trying to do These wounds are invisible, underneath the dirt I still see the scars But then when things got bad we spread our wings and fly away You’ll take all your riches In the back of a hearse Your time is going to come One day I’ll dance on your graves Even if you’re buried at sea Till then, till when I exact my revenge I’ll tell them you’re dead to me One day I’ll dance on your grave Even if you’re buried at sea Till then, till when I exact my revenge One day I’ll dance on your graves Even if you’re buried at sea Till then, till when I exact my revenge I’ll tell them you’re dead to me