I’m a walking mausoleum I’ve organized my grief by numbers Would you like to come inside? Cuz everybody loves to hear A k**er misanthropic story It makes you feel more alive And now I’m getting older Colder It only takes one crack in the sky To bring down all the lights So put your head upon my shoulder And slide with me through my own slice of hell I’ve got so many secrets left to tell Time comes on like an avalanche The ones we lose, you can’t get back Most days go by without a snag ‘Til you’re standing in the hallway of your past With the ones you can’t get back There’s a garden on the corner Where I found your dress & cigarettes The ones that you left for me And a feeling runs me over It hits me like the car that almost did The day you had to leave Because time comes on like an avalanche The ones we lose, you can’t get back Most days go by without a snag ‘Til you’re standing in the hallway of your past With the ones you can’t get back Now I hear the bells