And I'm so damn scared of dying without you.
But I've come prepared,
Resolve for all my life to wear a funeral suit.
And don't lie, don't lie, don't lie,
And now we're fixing to die.
And don't tell me how.
I'll smile and pretend and won't show to the crowd.
And I'll go without,
Punish myself for not knowing about.
This lie, this lie, this lie,
That we're fixing to die.
And don't lie, don't lie, don't lie,
And now we're fixing to die.
And I'll be like this 'til the long sleeper cry,
And I won't give in; we'll be dead in the eyes,
And I'll see the dark things that you all try to hide --
And I won't be the damnedest bit fucking surprised,
And I won't be the damnedest bit fucking surprised.
So let's not lie, let's not lie, let's not lie,
And now we're fixing to die.
Don't lie, let's not lie, let's not lie,
And now we're fixing to die.