i looked down at you,
and i couldn't help but frown.
they parted your hair wrong,
you'd never wear that gown.
they swiped makeup on your face,
the kind that'd make you gag.
they straightened your hair wrong,
oh, i could imagine how you'd nag.
your beautiful eyes were closed,
and no smile was on your face.
you skin was frosted cold,
you were in the wrong place.
they caught me weeping,
beside your resting bed.
they wanted to escort me away,
i just wanted to be dead.
i begged for one last look,
and prayed for you to come back.
i asked for at least one kiss,
but then i started seeing black.
i woke up on my own bed,
the sun became the moon.
and ever since that very day,
i've been singing the same sad tune.