We’ve been misbehaving
But dead men don’t tell secrets do they
Loose lips sink ships
And I’m going down with it

I think you should know
I’m staging my own gruesome death
I feel that all is already lost
I tried making you out but I’m fading too fast

If you want me
If you need me
Then please feel free
To ouija me
I’ll be swinging from a short length of cord
Light as a feather and stiff as a board
If you want me
If you need me
Then please feel free
To ouija me
This ennui is killing me
So gently and so softly just like
Premeditated last kisses on
Baited breaths

I think you should know
I’m staging my own gruesome death
I feel that all is already lost
I tried making you out but I’m fading too fast

If you want me
If you need me
Then please feel free
To ouija me
I’ll be swinging from a short length of cord
Light as a feather and stiff as a board
If you want me
If you need me
Then please feel free
To ouija me

And I’ll be haunting you tonight
In lieu of waking hours with you