Grateful When You're Dead

I'm painting, I paint a picture in you're mind

If you're driving roads to suicide, I know you can sympathise

If you're love is a cheatin', and you're blinded by the pain

You're honeymoon in summer is a picnic in the rain...

You'll be grateful when you're dead, Grateful when you're dead

Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba.

I'm shaking, I shake the spear before you're eyes

Well if you know you're history, you will read between lines

If you're waiting for a vision, to illuminate you're mind

To leave this world of misery, to leave it all behind

You'll be grateful when you're dead, Grateful when you're dead

Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba.