Over My Dead Body - Ray Wilson

I don’t think about you much these days

It’s over twenty years now, since we went separate ways

I hope you’ve found some place to graze

And someone who’s a slave, to your every need

And over my dead body I’ll see you again

Pretending we were friends

Over my dead body, looking down on me

Pretending to grieve

All That time you knew it, something had to give

Struggling to live, facing up to it

You had your chance and blew it

You threw it away

And who would have thought it

You had the whole thing figured

And you living with regrets

Smoking cigarettes and staring into space

And asking where it all went wrong

And why am I alone

Saying God what have I done, so wrong

Too much, no forgiveness and all that monkey business

What is done is done

Over my dead body

You might think it funny

At the time you knew it, all the world’s a stage

And you were getting laid and calling everybody baby

You had your chance but screw it, you threw it away

And who would have thought it

You had the whole thing figured

All That time you knew it, something had to give

Struggling to live, facing up to it

You had your chance and blew it

You threw it away

And who would have thought it

You had the whole thing figured