作词: Jesse Lacey and Vinnie Accardi
作曲: Jesse Lacey, Vinnie Accardi, Garrett Tierney and Brian Lane
Wait
I watched you throw out your bouquet
Now i think about you everyday
I'm alone now in my bed
And there's a lake
And at the bottom
you'll find all our friends
They don't swim cause they're all dead
We never are what we intend, or invent
‘Cause I make little lies
and then I pull them apart
Think something dark's living down in my heart
And if I wanted to die before I got old
I should've started some years ago
digging that hole
Well I carry this box to the proper place
And when I lower it down
I let it you fade away
I hope that you would do this for me
I'd serve you drugs on a silver plate
If I thought it would help you get away
I hope that you would do this for me
A deer that a hunter shot in the heart
Some dogs that got hit by cars
All came to spill their guts
And we spoke
About the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost
And which songs we had loved the most
And then we all turned to dirt
And dust
Some men die under the mountain
just looking for gold
Some die looking for a hand to hold
Well I carry this box to its proper place
And when I lower it down
I let you fade away
I know that you would do this for me
I'd serve you drugs on a silver plate
If I thought it would help you get away
I hope that you would do this for me
I'm slowly bringing you down
from the Heavenly gates
Now I'm drowning in the flood I made
Well explain myself to me on the other side
I'll watch from Heaven when I die
Well I carry this box to the proper place
And when I lower it down
I let you fade away
I know that you would do this for me
I'd serve you drugs on a silver plate
If I thought it would help you get away
I hope that you would do this for me
