I laughed to myself, so you couldn't hear Oh, the things I'll whisper into your ear You don't know what I've been thinking It's not gonna be OK, no, it never will Black suits and black ties on a quiet hill If you could hear the things I'm thinking I've measured out your grave Six by six by three I've measured out your grave Under the fallen leaves They say it's best served cold, but I'm not so sure Feel the hate on my skin, burning clean and pure You don't know what I've been thinking It'll never be the same. Do you know how I know? I've found an empty place, as beautiful as gold If you could hear the things I'm thinking I've measured out your grave Six by six by three I've measured out your grave Under the fallen leaves Can't wait to watch the lights go Can't wait to watch the lights fade out Can't wait to watch the lights go Can't wait to watch the lights all fade out And I've measured out your grave Six by eight by five I've measured out your grave And I will bury you one night