"Coffin Made For 2" lyrics
(If we're better off dead, let me die with your hand on my neck)
(In a coffin made for two, buried with my arms around you)
(Yeah) You've been playin' this game, pretend it's all love
Back me up in a corner until you draw blood
Sick of breakin' and saying everything's all good
But I won't let you get inside me
When I'm the one at the end of your knife (Of your knife)
How the fuck can I move and ever be right? (Ever be right?)
And if everything I love can never be mine (Never be mine)
Then, what's the fuckin' point left in trying?
(Point left in trying, point left in trying?)
If we're better off dead, let me die with your hand on my neck
In a coffin made for two, buried with my arms around you
Memories we made are now just flowers on the grave
In a coffin made for two, buried with my arms around you
Yeah, so Insidious, didn't know you were crawling in
You been smiling to my face wit' a gun to my head
I'd cut you out, but the trauma goes deeper than the skin
Got me goin' back when I said that I wouldn't again
Stand down, waitin', I'm 'bout to lash out
Anger I've been holding since hiding from dad's blackouts
So, you can talk like you need to be saved, then how you explain?
How you're the one with blood on your blade, huh?
(Blood on your blade, huh? Blood on your blade, huh?)
If we're better off dead, let me die with your hand on my neck
In a coffin made for two, buried with my arms around you
Memories we made are now just flowers on the grave
In a coffin made for two, buried with my arms around you
(Will we still feel empty?)
Will we still feel empty when we're buried six feet?
(Will we still feel empty?)
Will we still feel empty when we're buried six feet?
If we're better off dead, let me die with your hand on my neck
In a coffin made for two, buried with my arms around you
Memories we made are now just flowers on the grave
In a coffin made for two, buried with my arms around you
In a coffin made for two, buried with my arms around you
In a coffin made for two, buried with my arms around you
(In a coffin made for two, buried with my arms around you)
(Yeah) You've been playin' this game, pretend it's all love
Back me up in a corner until you draw blood
Sick of breakin' and saying everything's all good
But I won't let you get inside me
When I'm the one at the end of your knife (Of your knife)
How the fuck can I move and ever be right? (Ever be right?)
And if everything I love can never be mine (Never be mine)
Then, what's the fuckin' point left in trying?
(Point left in trying, point left in trying?)
If we're better off dead, let me die with your hand on my neck
In a coffin made for two, buried with my arms around you
Memories we made are now just flowers on the grave
In a coffin made for two, buried with my arms around you
Yeah, so Insidious, didn't know you were crawling in
You been smiling to my face wit' a gun to my head
I'd cut you out, but the trauma goes deeper than the skin
Got me goin' back when I said that I wouldn't again
Stand down, waitin', I'm 'bout to lash out
Anger I've been holding since hiding from dad's blackouts
So, you can talk like you need to be saved, then how you explain?
How you're the one with blood on your blade, huh?
(Blood on your blade, huh? Blood on your blade, huh?)
If we're better off dead, let me die with your hand on my neck
In a coffin made for two, buried with my arms around you
Memories we made are now just flowers on the grave
In a coffin made for two, buried with my arms around you
(Will we still feel empty?)
Will we still feel empty when we're buried six feet?
(Will we still feel empty?)
Will we still feel empty when we're buried six feet?
If we're better off dead, let me die with your hand on my neck
In a coffin made for two, buried with my arms around you
Memories we made are now just flowers on the grave
In a coffin made for two, buried with my arms around you
In a coffin made for two, buried with my arms around you
In a coffin made for two, buried with my arms around you
Writer(s): Jeff Anton Thompson, Curtis Steve Martin
