When I die I hope I'm alone I was too young when I sold my soul I carried the cross into the room I wore incense as my first perfume This is how I learned to doubt My life of useless lungs. When I die I hope I'm alone I was too young when I sold my soul Since then I've lived in silence watching wind eat away my skin While waiting for the end There's somewhere in this bonehouse I live But i sold my soul Somewhere in this bonehouse I live And im all alone Somewhere in this bonehouse I live But i sold my soul Somewhere in this bonehouse I live