A Trunk Full Of Dead Bodies

the only thing to see you gone is suicide and alcohol
the more Im drinking you away the longer you seem to stay
answer these questions with a shot
answer these questions with a bottle
Im waiting
I cant seem to make you dissapear
long nights, drunk fights and youre still here and Im still waiting
hold you breath untill I say when
Ill write down all the rules while you stay blindfolded
so far saying this would be too much
I cant believe that youre alive
I cant believe that I was waiting for you
whats left to say?
I agreed with the points you were trying to make
whats left to do?
no youre getting your sleep
six feet deep from the secrets you tried to keep
whats left to do?
the world is full of imperfections
I think that you need more the one correction
Ill drag you by the arm, down the hall, to the room where Ill leave you gagged under the bed so I can keep and eye on you
I guess this means its over
I hear your crying through the tape
blood rolls down your face and your eyes are saying goodbye
I guess Im saying mine
[ Take The Train Lyrics ]