7. Slept with the dead girl

How can I then justify?

The pain behind my eyes

The print of long good-byes

Isolated down and down

I got your body found

To stare at you as a clown

Slept with the dead girl

How could I have known?

Took the sadness from her lips

She had never shown

Rotting older through the way

Asking you to stay

To come around and lay

Many hours still to pass

Time goes by so fast

Built just not to last

Slept with the dead girl

How could I have known?

Took the sadness from her lips

She had never shown