She knits me a pastic purple sweater I'm staring blank into the sky, alright She reads me like a scarlet letter She holds my heart and hopes to die, alright Sometimes it ain't so bad Like a soul lies on the slab This is my life in a bodybag She's got a diary of madness She has a man of mystery, oh yeah She dumped me in a brand new address With a brand new sweater made for me, oh yeah Sometimes it ain't so bad Like a soul lies on the slab This is my life in a bodybag Oh yeah Sometimes it ain't so bad Like a soul lies on the slab This is my life in a bodybag Oh yeah