Climb those cemetery walls again Leave these flowers at your headstone Climb those cemetery walls again Every night; can’t stand the sight of yourself
“Now that you’re gone, what am I to do? But get lost in this bottle… thinking of you” You drink till you’re sick “Trace the grooves in your stone” Plot where you’ll bury him The man that left you alone
Climb those cemetery walls again Leave these flowers at your headstone Climb those cemetery walls again Every night; can’t stand the sight of yourself
You drink till you’re sick, feel the dew in the grass As the sun’s coming up, watch a funeral pass
And you think to yourself, “That should have been me” Two in the family plot, when you wish it were three”
Climb those cemetery walls again Leave these flowers at your headstone Climb those cemetery walls again Can’t stand the sight of yourself [x2]