This halo is a joke A little hoax For parting ghosts My momma told me so She's dead She ought to know And if you see me Walking down Your favorite street I'm only going to see Little babies Trying to breathe This cradle is a tomb An everlasting sense of doom My momma's in her room She's dead She died too soon And if you see me Crawling out Of your favorite tree I'm hanging so delicately There's no one that can save me