I took a job at the factory
When I realized that you were not coming back to me

I put your letters in the kitchen drawer
I should not read them anymore

The substitute cult heroes union
Is still without a contract

My life with the living dead
All dressed up in nightmares
They took me to bed

My life with the living dead
Long walk off a short stage
They took me instead

I joined a band called the Haunted Hearts
Wrote some dubious keyboard parts

I wore my eyeliner just like you
Just like you taught me how to

The substitute cult heroes union
Is still without a contract

My life with the living dead
All dressed up in nightmares
They took me to bed

My life with the living dead
Long walk off a short stage
They took me instead

The band thinks I sold my soul
For rock & roll

But God only knows
I sold it for a lock of your hair

To keep underneath my pillow
To keep underneath my pillow
To keep underneath my pillow
To keep underneath my pillow


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