ripmyheartout
09/13/04, 02:30 PM
"Mrs. Wilson Sees A Ghost"
You looked so beautiful in your white dress
As you were walking down the aisle
Standing at the alter
And the whole time I felt like I was on trial
(Don't slip, don't speak)
"Speak now or forever hold your peace."
(That girl belongs to me)
{Chorus}
I'll make you relive what you regret
And I'll make sure you never can forget
(Don't you remember?)
(It was only last November)
It has been ten years since this horrible tragedy began
And I still awaken in tears, hoping it's all been a bad dream
But, as you know, stale depression becomes insanity
Remember when those were my pictures lining your vanity mirror?
Remember all those webs of lies you told for fun?
(You're so easy to entertain...)
Be careful what you do to someone willing
To pull the trigger of a gun
The barrel holds one bullet, intended for the one
I hate the most, but my greatest fear is that
You will be haunted by the ghost, because even he knows
How afraid you are of ghosts
{Chorus}
It was 3 AM when I pulled into the parking lot
Of the motel (the very same motel) I saw him at the week before
Talking dirty to the pretty girl from the office, it was a week before you wed
He left you at home, asleep in bed (You two deserve each other)
I stayed in room two hundred thirty two
Where the only thing that kept the real world
From mine
Was a door, a lock, and a 'do not disturb' sign
I hold a note in a red envelope, simply addressed 'to mine'
I would be holding your picture if I was not so afraid of your face
So I call for alcohol, trying for a kind of mental erase
But why bother with things like alcohol
When you can put a bullet in your brain?
(Bang, bang, everything is better now)
{Chorus}
When you receive the news, you tell him that you're scared
But his words of sympathy to you are "I don't fucking care."
The man on the phone tells you of the red envelope
That they found lying on the floor
(And you know exactly who it's for)
{Chorus}
(The paremedics come to take me away)
(Because I have no place to stay)
My funeral is held within the next seven days
Sadly (yet unsurprisingly) you are the only one that came
You stand above my grave, it's raining and you're crying
(For my death, or for my love?)
The two of you will divorce in just a few years
But you don't know that yet
(Or do you?)
All you want is to forget
Sometimes we don't always get what we want, do we,
Mrs. Wilson?
(What a horrible name)
You looked so beautiful in your white dress
As you were walking down the aisle
Standing at the alter
And the whole time I felt like I was on trial
(Don't slip, don't speak)
"Speak now or forever hold your peace."
(That girl belongs to me)
{Chorus}
I'll make you relive what you regret
And I'll make sure you never can forget
(Don't you remember?)
(It was only last November)
It has been ten years since this horrible tragedy began
And I still awaken in tears, hoping it's all been a bad dream
But, as you know, stale depression becomes insanity
Remember when those were my pictures lining your vanity mirror?
Remember all those webs of lies you told for fun?
(You're so easy to entertain...)
Be careful what you do to someone willing
To pull the trigger of a gun
The barrel holds one bullet, intended for the one
I hate the most, but my greatest fear is that
You will be haunted by the ghost, because even he knows
How afraid you are of ghosts
{Chorus}
It was 3 AM when I pulled into the parking lot
Of the motel (the very same motel) I saw him at the week before
Talking dirty to the pretty girl from the office, it was a week before you wed
He left you at home, asleep in bed (You two deserve each other)
I stayed in room two hundred thirty two
Where the only thing that kept the real world
From mine
Was a door, a lock, and a 'do not disturb' sign
I hold a note in a red envelope, simply addressed 'to mine'
I would be holding your picture if I was not so afraid of your face
So I call for alcohol, trying for a kind of mental erase
But why bother with things like alcohol
When you can put a bullet in your brain?
(Bang, bang, everything is better now)
{Chorus}
When you receive the news, you tell him that you're scared
But his words of sympathy to you are "I don't fucking care."
The man on the phone tells you of the red envelope
That they found lying on the floor
(And you know exactly who it's for)
{Chorus}
(The paremedics come to take me away)
(Because I have no place to stay)
My funeral is held within the next seven days
Sadly (yet unsurprisingly) you are the only one that came
You stand above my grave, it's raining and you're crying
(For my death, or for my love?)
The two of you will divorce in just a few years
But you don't know that yet
(Or do you?)
All you want is to forget
Sometimes we don't always get what we want, do we,
Mrs. Wilson?
(What a horrible name)