We met Half way Between the headstone 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 cause 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 a queen This tomb was fit for a queen
Her lips of death Rushed in Like a crash Fell down Went straight for the floor 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 cause 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 a queen Fit for a queen Fit for a queen This tomb was fit for a queen
