Our love is dead as dead can be
And it has been that way for what feels like an eternity
But now you drag its corpse to me …
And don’t you proudly flaunt that rigor mortis
Like your latest favorite position?
Oh, the time it must have taken
To complete the excavation
Of a desperate little doggy
Blankly panting for a petting hand ...

... but our love is dead as dead can be
And it has been that way for what feels like an eternity
Oh, my frantic cadaver, do us all a favor:
Just take your vacant corpse and leave

Well, a shooting star absorbed my will –
Its big, bright beam so beautiful –
And in a daze, I reached in vain to catch it
But instead of keeping fingers warm
It burned a hole right through my palm
And back into the empty sky it blasted!

And I gazed astounded
As it charted out a wholly random pattern
Of white and blue and red and blue and red and white
And red and white and blue and white and blue and red
Blue and red and white and red and white and blue
And white and blue and red and blue and red and white
Red and white and blue and white and blue and red
And blue and red and white and red and white and blue ...

(Blinking, blinking, blinking, blinking
Blinking, blinking, blinking, blinking
Blinking, blinking, blinking, blinking
Blinking, blinking, blinking, blinking.)

HUH!?!? Wait!
I think I fell in love with a plane!

Yes, our love is dead as dead can be
And it has been that way for what feels like an eternity
Oh, my ancient disaster, do us all a favor:
Just take your filthy corpse and leave

'Cause I won’t settle for another rigor morning
Or racy photo torn apart in bitter loathing;
Oh, and to think I really used to fantasize about you
Crying while insisting you love me
No, I won’t settle for another rigor morning
Or racy photo torn apart in bitter loathing;
Oh, and to think I really used to fantasize about you
Crying while insisting you love me!
Now I’m losing all my patience –
The only proper situation
Is decaying in a coffin
Never, ever to be seen again

R.I.P.!
R.I.P.!

Oh, sorrow!
A weaker me would have surely beamed
To see your legs still spread wide open ...
But now I know, too
That that is not where my heart belongs

(Do us all a favor
Do us all a favor
And please just leave!)

'Cause our love is dead as dead can be
And it has been that way for so long
So long!
You’re just as elegant as murder
So won’t do us all a favor
And please take your fucking corpse and leave?