Look for the letter with the broken seal There'll be a black spot just for you My broken knuckles are a sign that something isn't running smooth I've seen the evidence, it's overwhelming I've heard the prosecution and the plea I see your face in every nightmare And I gut you in my dreams Your cross is broken, burned alone Rest in pieces, she said Standing over me Rest in pieces, she left And took the rest of me What a wicked web you weave The keys to my heart you did keep Rest in pieces, she wept Smiling underneath RIP. You're dead to me. Rest in pieces. So shut the window and don't let the light in I see no way that I can save us now You killed the rhythm with your adolescent sailing And we're both drowned now Forget your photographs and all your notebooks They're sending smoke up to the lonely moon Now I wish I never wrote this song so I could forget you. Your cross is broken, burned alone. Rest in pieces, she said Standing over me Rest in pieces, she left And took the rest of me What a wicked web you weave The keys to my heart you did keep Rest in pieces, she wept Smiling underneath RIP. You're dead to me. Rest in pieces.