Picture of purity, dressed in white
The first snowfall on a winter night
Cold hands, cold feet, I'm on your mind
While you make love to your future wife

Hear the bells toll but they're not for me
'Cause I'm still buried six feet underneath
And you're christening the bed where I used to sleep
I can't rest in peace

Did you think I wouldn't fight for you?
I haunt these pews
Something old to her something new
When you say: I do
It's deja vu
She can borrow your heart
Till you're something blue

A family heirloom dug out of my grave
Engraved with my initial and your last name
Now she walks down the aisle, I hold on to her train
Stole the first dance and her bridal bouquet

Hear the bells toll but they're not for me
The wedding march plays in a minor key
And you're christening the bed where I used to sleep
I can't rest in peace

Did you think I wouldn't fight for you?
I haunt these pews
Something old to her something new
When you say: I do
It's deja vu
She can borrow your heart
Till you're something blue

And I'll meet you in the afterlife
Screw the champagne, sip the poisoned wine
Send the guests home while you still got time
Run away now baby back to your corpse bride

Did you think I wouldn't fight for you?
I haunt these pews
Something old to her something new
When you say: I do
It's deja vu
She can borrow your heart
Till you're something blue