The Necropolis Of Former Lovers – Aurelio Voltaire

We walked together through a garden everyday
It seemed a place of peace, it did for me anyway
But you saw tigers lurking just beyond the fences
And tear up those paper cats, they’re nothing more than your defenses

You kick the crosses of my exes everyday
It never made you seem better than them in anyway
You read between the lines of epitaphs on graves
Even in bed you raise the dead to speak their names

Don’t wake the beast while she’s asleep
Don’t dig for demons underneath
In this necropolis where former lovers lay
Don’t try so hard to dig that hole for your own grave

You kick the crosses of my exes everyday
It never made you seem better than her in anyway
You read between the lines of epitaphs on graves
Even in bed you raise the dead to speak her name

I could have walked beside you endlessly
But I grew weary of the shallow graves you led me to
It’s nothing short of a tragedy
You finally made me sad enough to write that song about you

I could have walked beside you endlessly
But I grew weary of the shallow graves you led me to
It’s nothing short of a tragedy
You finally made me sad enough to write that song about you

You finally made me sad enough to write that song about you
You finally made me mad enough to write that song about you