I'll write a verse
Burn that hearse
Bury that dead
Behead that sad
I'll let the pretty words tell a story
My head begs to forget
I'll burn that cross
That man is no go(o)d
He's broken too
I sit and I write with him too
His tears hit the page
Where my contempt shines
I'll finish that verse and open up that casket
I guess I sound pay my respects too
