I'm so jealous that I'm alive, (He's so jealous that he's alive)
But I'm too scared of suicide, (But He's too scared of suicide)
She held him tight in that lonely morgue, (She held him tight in that lonely morgue)
She thinks he's poetry even in death, (She thinks he's poetry even in death)
Breathing has become such a drag
She's in love with the boy in the bodybag, (bodybag, bodybag, boy in the bodybag)
She's in love with the boy in the bodybag, (bodybag, bodybag), boy in a bodybag
We grew up with the same fantasy (they grew up with the same fantasy)
We'd love each other from an early grave (they'd love each other from an early grave)
Then he came and made you love your life (Then he came and made her love her life)
You forgot me in our after life (she forgot him in thier after life)
Living has become such a drag
She's in love with the boy in the bodybag, (bodybag, bodybag, boy in the bodybag)
She's in love with the boy in the bodybag, (bodybag, bodybag), boy in a bodybag
They were married lived so happily, had the child that we never would
But one day they never came home, found their bodies at the side of the road
Living has become such a drag
She's in love with the boy in the bodybag, (bodybag, bodybag, boy in the bodybag)
She's in love with the boy in the bodybag, (bodybag, bodybag, boy in the bodybag)
She's in love with the boy in the bodybag, (bodybag, bodybag, boy in the bodybag)
She's in love with the boy in the bodybag, (bodybag, bodybag), boy in a bodybag