Caskets Full

Turn all your pockets inside out

Confess your love to the concrete now

All the bitter hearts set to explode

Our ringing ears never hear a sound

I'll draw a map completely composed

Of basement bars and bottles of booze

Oh, life will surely sing me into remission

Tired eyes, bought and sold

Cut them down in cold calculation

All the rotten cries and caskets full

Of dead friendships you know

Let your head rattle right off the coast

Scattered at sea till the day you drown

Let it all spill out onto the floor

Swept away when the waves crash down

Someday I'll make it back to the shore

Laugh at the awkward looks and what's more

We've got these stories inked in our skin forevermore

Tired eyes, bought and sold

Cut them down in cold calculation

All the rotten cries and caskets full

Of dead friendships you know

Tired eyes, bought and sold

Cut them down in cold calculation

All the rotten cries and caskets full

All the rotten cries and caskets full

Of dead friendships you know