Cellar door.

We walk through the doorway,
Heard you calling from the hall
To find you in the bedroom not breathing at all
I drag your body to the cellar where we lay,
The wax it melts away,
I kiss your face...

Now we are starting to love you more
Your body's on the canvas I painted on the floor
 [bad word] ]
Now you wait, like the [bad word]  like the change in the pain
It goes on for so long
And oh, how it hurts in the worst way,
Now that you're gone, it's so wrong, it's so wrong....

If I could take you somewhere,
I'd take you to the darkest place,
Scatter you in art forms,
Admire the [bad word] beauty in different ways,
Your hands on picture frames
Your eyes in the glass
Wear your face as a mask

Now they are starting to love you more
gallery of your beauty, no charge at the door
 [bad word] ]
Now you wait, like the [bad word]  like the change in the pain
It goes on for so long
And oh, how it hurts in the worst way,
Now that you're gone, it's so wrong, it's so wrong....

And down below your [bad word] dry your vacant eyes
I lost control your face is pale, your body's cold
And down below your [bad word] dry your vacant eyes
I lost control your face is pale, your body's cold
 [bad word] ]
Now you wait, like the [bad word]  like the change in the pain
It goes on for so long
And oh, how it hurts in the worst way,
Now that you're gone, it's so wrong, it's so wrong....

It's so wrong...