feel

beautiful in the dress i laid out for you, let your hair down the way you always used to, the tile's cold, the tap is dripping, as i go to rinse my hands of you, and watch the pieces one by one wash away down the drain, i'll fake this mourning at your funeral, dressed in black and trying not to laugh, sleep tight my dear, this'll be your last night here, breathing among the living, i've got some plans for you, sweet dreams my love, it'll all be over soon, were just waiting for the poison in your blood, to reach your heart, so cold and pale laid out before me, so weak and frail quiet as can be, peacefully sleeping for all of eternity, no one will ever suspect me, fingerprints and dna won't give me away, i'll fake this mourning at your funeral, dressed in black and trying not to laugh, i brought your favorite flowers, your mother said you would have loved them, i'll read your favorite poem out loud, and i'll break down, i'll break down, you said that i don't feel, that's why you could not live with me, i don't feel the least bit sad right now, how's that for irony?, i'll fake this mourning at your funeral, dressed in black and trying not to laugh.i can't help but laugh,