Close the doors to all your rooms. Lock the dead in eleven tombs. Simple kisses from the high. Clementine, I won't ask why. . In a box, all my fears. Hailed a cab, wiped my tears.
I've been waiting in this bedroom. And nothing seems to make this any easier. I think I'll take another shower. . Hopefully if I keep singing. Maybe this will all just go away, oh, oh.