Take the devil out of my path
Put my skeletons to rest
On a bed of roses where I
Lay me down, definitely

Mighty is this bitter blade,
Crimson beaded water falling out of my grave
Another dusty record plays
Dancing by myself in the blue shade

I've dug a lot of holes to uncover the bones
And to be released from the dark
Because the moment that I saw you coming
I was both, feet, running to those open arms

But the rusty metal gate will fall
Plowing through the field in which I silently lay
Lovely, little paper doll
Scared of what the ghost of you might say
Because the moment that I seen you running
For that last train coming, it done broke my heart