Cellar Door

by Matthew1018@xiami.com





We walk through the doorway, heard you calling from the hall

To find you in the bedroom not breathing at all

I drag your body to the cellar where we lay, the wax it melts away,

I kiss your face...



Now we are starting to love you more

Your body's on the canvas I painted on the floor





Now you wait, like the drug, like the change in the pain it goes on for so long

And oh, how it hurts in the worst way, now that you're gone, it's so wrong, it's so wrong....



If I could take you somewhere, I'd take you to the darkest place,

scatter you in art forms, admire the whore

beauty in different ways, your hands on picture frames

your eyes in the glass wear your face as a mask



Now they are starting to love you more

a gallery of your beauty, no charge at the door





As you wait, like the drug, like the change in the pain it goes on for so long

And oh, how it hurts in the worst way, now that you're gone, it's so wrong, it's so wrong....



And down below your veins run dry your vacant eyes

I lost control your face is pale, your body's cold

And down below your veins run dry your vacant eyes

I lost control your face is pale, your body's cold





Wait, like the drug, like the change in the pain it goes on for so long

And oh, how it hurts in the worst way, now that you're gone, it's so wrong, it's so wrong...



It's so wrong.....