Oh my wife, All my life, I do - I do
I marry you, I bury you

Sweet suffer tuck me in don't let me win
Sweet suffer pull the pin this story needs to end
Don't let the axe fall on my hands
Let the axe fall on my head

Look there's a tomb for you
Shrew I'm made out of glue
that you can't produce
She'll be the same way today
push pushing away
and I'll be the last one afraid to stay

I have a very pretty grave



Lyrics submitted by anita4jose

Privet song meanings
Add your thoughts

No Comments

sort form View by:
  • No Comments

Add your thoughts

Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.

Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!

Back to top
explain