A C#m She ran outside,F#m she left the party early,A C#m F#m ripping her dress, she got her stockings dirty.Bm E Standing in the rain,Bm E she swore she'd never hurt again,Bm E Although her thinking was slightlyA C#m F#m influenced by the night that she'd abandoned.A C#m F#m Dinner for 5, she'd left the hostess stranded.Bm E She caused quite a scene,Bm E throwing her napkin down and rising.Bm E The guests pretended that they hadn't seen her aflame.Bm E The wine glasses were filled,Bm E and she started burning at the table.Bm E Informing her of the fable [Chorus 1]Bm E A C#m F#m that this is her living funeral tonight.A C#m F#m This is her living funeral tonight. [Verse 2]A C#m F#m So the legend goes, dinner deteriorated.A C#m When she didn't return,F#m the guests and their mourning faded.Bm E Running through the rain,Bm E she swore she'd never see them again.Bm E A Although her thinking was slightly deranged. [Chorus 2]C#m This is her living funeral.A C#m F#m This is her living funeral tonight.Bm E Attendance could be better,Bm E she could have worn a different sweater.Bm E A This is her living funeral tonight.
Living Funeral
Dance Yourself to Death
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