[Verse 1: Max Bemis]
There's a cemetery deep below the sea
There the space is reserved for fools like me
Tried to kill myself at least a dozen times
But nothing seemed to turn out right
Now, I'd rather wait a half a century
Soiling the bed, all belligerent and wrinkly
Even when I go blind and lose my mind
And nothing seems to turn out right
Something's got to turn out right

[Chorus: Max Bemis, Sherri Dupree-Bemis]
You're in my body
You're in my body
You're in my body
That's where I think about you
(You're in) In my body
(My body) You're in my body
(And that's where) You're in my body
(I think about you) That's where...

[Chorus: Max Bemis]
If you want, then when we die
We'll ascend to some place way up high
At the gate they'll show you through
If they ask me, I'm with you
[Verse 2: Max Bemis]
There's no one who imagines like you
So convinced there's somewhere that we got to
Not a first-class trip to the abyss
Tell me, do you still feel this?
Tell me, do you still feel this?

[Chorus: Max Bemis, Sherri Dupree-Bemis]
You're in my body
You're in my body
You're in my body
That's where I think about you
(You're in) In my body
(My body) You're in my body
(And that's where) You're in my body
(I think about you) That's where...

[Chorus: Max Bemis]
If you want, then when we die
We'll ascend to some place way up high
At the gate they'll show you through
If they ask me, I'm with you
As I drown in lakes of fire
I will call your name as I expire
It's the last thing that I'll do
I will tell them I'm with you
[Bridge: Max Bemis]
Last cigarette, last Percocet
Now the noose'll turn into a tourniquet
It's the end of me, it's the death of me
I won't let the poison take control of me
Last cigarette, last Percocet
Now the noose'll turn into a tourniquet
'Cause you're loving me, 'cause you're saving me
Watch the kingdom burning down in front of me

[Chorus: Max Bemis]
If you want, then when we die
We'll ascend to some place way up high
At the gate they'll show you through
If they ask me, I'm with you

[Outro: Max Bemis]
And I'll face the one who made
My disgusting heart from a lump of clay
Should he ask what got me through
If he asks me, it was you