we dont have skeletons in our closets, we have bodies

she just hangs around
you know, from the ceiling
to late immortality
how can they keep beliving?

but i guess they dont know
anyhting about you
or about the corpse
under your bed

he made her eyes starless
she made the walls red

he made her think
cyanide was champange
and to take a drink
and save the ring

so it seems that
" till death do us part"
is as lifeless as cancer
with a little less heart

but did he ever, ever think?
that she never knew?
about your necrophonic ways.......