Resurrection Day (Acoustic Version) Video (MV)

Killed a girl that summer
The year I turned eighteen
Killed her over a pretty boy and secondhand amphetamines
Said goodbye and good riddance
Drove that knife in deep
Without a trace of blood, I know because the girl I killed was me


Now I'm clawing at that pinewood box, digging at the grave
If I could only bring her back to life I might be saved
As it is there ain't a goddamn thing to do but pray
Sit back and light one up and wait for Resurrection Day

Born in the same month
Same color to our eyes
Hers were clear and gentle Lord, both of mine are fried
Mama's been a-crying
Daddy shakes his head
What good is a prodigal daughter if she's dead?

Now I'm clawing at that pinewood box, digging at the grave
If I could only bring her back to life I might be saved
As it is there ain't a goddamn thing to do but pray
Sit back and light one up and wait for Resurrection Day