Now that You're Dead - The Used

I’m watching closely just to see

So I can rest in peace

I put my face close to make sure you’re not breathing

You look so nice your pretty dress

Your painted skin can say the rest

Until they bury you I won’t believe it

Breathing not breathing

Breathing not breathing

How can it feel so right when it’s so wrong

Now that you’re dead it’s kind of turning me on

You’re not with Jesus Christ, you’re just gone

Not that you’re dead it’s kind of turning me on

Breathing not breathing

Breathing

I see the nothing in your eyes

Touch your skin cold as ice

I steal a kiss to make sure you’re not breathing

We picked you out a pretty cage

Scribbled some bullsh*t on the grave

Until we bury you I won’t believe it

Breathing not breathing

Breathing not breathing

How can it feel so right when it’s so wrong

Now that you’re dead it’s kind of turning me on

You’re not with Jesus Christ, you’re just gone

Not that you’re dead it’s kind of turning me on

Life as precious as it is

I’ve waited for this day

I’ve waited for your death

For you to fade away

As precious as it is

I’ve waited for this day

I’ve waited for your death

For you to fade away

How can it feel so right when it’s so wrong

Now that you’re dead it’s kind of turning me on

You’re not with Jesus Christ, you’re just gone

Not that you’re dead it’s kind of turning me on