I came home dead
Staring at me in the paper
I b***ered some bread
When the call came, it was the undertaker
He said "Are you home tonight?
'Cause we've got to get this right.
The boys are at the petrol station now;
Filling up and pretty soon they'll be around."
I hung up the phone.
Pulled a chair out, from near the kitchen table.
'Cause soon you'd be home
To the news.
I was sure that I was able.
I wondered who then you could ring,
To tell you softly of this thing.
Hear you gentle on the bad end of the line.
I've never mentioned anything of any kind.
I climbed up the stairs
To get changed, wash my face and dry my eyees
You were already there
In the s***e between the bed and dresser light
You said "Oh, look what we've done.
The knot we tied has come undone.
Your dinner's in the garbage with the worms.
I hope you're happy now;
you'll soon have your turn."
[radio noise]
You made a sound and ran
Past the dirty clothes and beads above the door
I tried to grab your hand
To let you knwo that you were worth dying for.
I said "Of all the lives I've known,
I'm pleased with yours the most.
In fact, I know it now so well,
Sometimes I can't even tell
Where mine stops and your's starts
And it's messing up my heart
Thinking on of us is maybe not the one"
But we were gone.
Staring at me in the paper
I b***ered some bread
When the call came, it was the undertaker
He said "Are you home tonight?
'Cause we've got to get this right.
The boys are at the petrol station now;
Filling up and pretty soon they'll be around."
I hung up the phone.
Pulled a chair out, from near the kitchen table.
'Cause soon you'd be home
To the news.
I was sure that I was able.
I wondered who then you could ring,
To tell you softly of this thing.
Hear you gentle on the bad end of the line.
I've never mentioned anything of any kind.
I climbed up the stairs
To get changed, wash my face and dry my eyees
You were already there
In the s***e between the bed and dresser light
You said "Oh, look what we've done.
The knot we tied has come undone.
Your dinner's in the garbage with the worms.
I hope you're happy now;
you'll soon have your turn."
[radio noise]
You made a sound and ran
Past the dirty clothes and beads above the door
I tried to grab your hand
To let you knwo that you were worth dying for.
I said "Of all the lives I've known,
I'm pleased with yours the most.
In fact, I know it now so well,
Sometimes I can't even tell
Where mine stops and your's starts
And it's messing up my heart
Thinking on of us is maybe not the one"
But we were gone.