Bury me in a heart shaped casket and call it love
Slit your wrist so we can bleed the same
So our blood can stain the wood of this final farewell
A final kiss with blood on our lips
And a hope that this is over
Slit your wrist so we can bleed
Less perfect than death ... goodbye
Slit your wrist so we can bleed
Final farewell. Bury me ...
Bury me in a heart shaped casket and call it love ...
Call it what you will
Bury me. bury me in a heart shaped casket
Slit your wrist
So we can bleed So our blood can stain this final farewell
A final kiss with blood on our lips
And a hope that this is over
A final kiss with blood on our lips
And a hope that this is over
Slit your wrist ... so we can bleed
Less perfect than death
Goodbye. Goodbye
Bury me. Bury me in a heart shaped casket ...
And call it love ...
And call it love
Bury me. Bury me. Goodbye