H. Ledger

We’re biting off more piece of mind than we can chew, and oh… Did someone lose their head? So many people, pretty people, many people Keep talking my head off You bit into the apple didn’t you? Now chivalry is dead Make your bed and sleep in it with me I’ll sleep when I’m dead A better way to… A better way for you Let’s just say I never got an angel I’ve got some skeletons myself But I display them on the shelf Because I never doubted you angel But I guess the devil’s hot right now So I’m better off right now We’ve gotta find another way so we can remove Remove you from our heads Go tell these people, many people, pretty people To chop all their heads off We’ve gotta find another way to To tidy up our beds I’ve cleaned my sheets for dirty deeds and now I’m asleep Asleep, because I’m dead And now I’m stuck on the back of the bus The bus..back of the bus…back of the bus is where I’m proud Because Jesus is making fun of me