Left at London
Les Funérailles (Prologue)
[Verse 1]
My apologies to the mourning hosts
I cannot bear to see their daughter's ghost
I saw it stand beside me last week
My apologies, hope you get this soon
Gary Numan is locked inside my room
[Refrain]
'Cause outdoors is horrid
And TV is borin'
And these walls remind me of you
[Chorus]
I wanna deserve you
I wanna preserve you at no cost but
I might as well kill you
You might as well already be lost inside my
Unresponsive head
The day you're born again's when I expired
[Verse 2]
I don't wanna be happy anymore
Anecdotal emotions for this war
It didn't stop your knife from bleeding
My apologies, no way to behave
Being bitter will not let you be saved
[Refrain]
'Cause I am abhorrent
'Cause you remain dormant
'Cause I probably messed up again
[Chorus]
We coulda been worth it
I coulda been listening to your plight and
We coulda been perfect
But your brand of perfect isn't quite as kind to
All of my regrets
The day you're born again's when I get tired
[Verse 3]
I've been thinking in copious amounts
I'm becoming you slowly without doubt
I might join you in heaven next year
Or I'd rather I wait till you arrive
If I die, then I'll make it out alive
[Refrain]
'Cause life is for losers
And death is for strangers
And scrapbooks for everyone else
[Outro]
Oh, I know just how to love you
I will become an angel that can
Paint your grace from above you
I will buy all the frames, so you don't
Weaken down again
The day you're born again's when I'm inspired