Ever since the day you died I've been cooking up ways
To bring you back to me just like the old days
I've just been changing your sheets and adding up weeks
And I'm used to the smell now apparently
If you were alive I'd make dinner for two...
But you're dead, rotting away and this pizza was delivery
Oh f*ck, what can I say
I remember exactly when we both parted ways
I sat you up on the couch and we didn't talk for days
I've just been changing your sheets and scrubbing your feet and rubbing the lotion onto the skin