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