Talk about me
Laugh about me
Cry about me

Complications inside of me
Reminds me that my heart won't always beat
The ugly face of death that's smiling
At my rotting teeth

I will die here in this sorrow, oh
I was waiting for tomorrow (it never came)
Palpitate the pulse until
You feel my heart explode against the wall

Talk about me
Laugh about me
Cry about me
Nail me to the cross
I'll be a martyr for the hated
The weak, the ugly, the lost

I will die here in this sorrow, oh
I won't wait for tomorrow
Palpitate the pulse until
You resurrect my soul from the wall
Whoa, oh
Talk about me
Laugh about me
Cry about me
Nail me to the cross
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa
Nail me to the cross