The Gutter - Coheed and Cambria

Over my dead body

The stars will let you know

It’s over

Now if I had my way

I would leave you here to waste your final days

Buried beneath

With the possibility of how things could be!

Oh please rest assured this was not my fault

And time is getting short

So I’ll be here if you want me

Beaten and covered in a red so bloody!

Oh my darling can you hear?

My words so pure they burn your lying ears

And so the story goes

When I leave will you let me go?

When the words stop coming

And the fear starts setting in slow

Don’t let me find you hiding under the covers

It’s your last chance oh you’d better

Call your mother!

All our hope is lost down in the gutter

When you’re in your bed

Sleeping toward the void

So deep it feels like death

Oh don’t you wake wake

Oh my love I hear

Life holds nothing for us beyond our time in here

Oh don’t you dare turn your back on me

No use running when the bad guy’s coming!

Oh I think you’ve got me pegged as the wrong man

Oh I think you’ve got me pegged

And so the story goes

When I leave will you let me go?

When the words stop coming

And the fear starts setting in slow

Don’t let me find you hiding under the covers

It’s your last chance oh you’d better

Call your mother!

All our hope is lost down in the gutter

We were better together I know that much

Oh can’t you see

Through the bad and the good we had all the luck

The devil’s got nothing on us

You and me

Oh, baby over my dead body

Oh, baby over my dead body

Oh, baby over my dead body

We’re still counting on you

We’ll keep counting on you

Mother come on out

Show me what the world is all about

We’ll keep counting on you

Mother come on out

Show me what the world is all about

We’ll keep fighting for you

We’ll keep fighting for you

We’ll keep fighting for you

We’ll keep

We’ll keep fighting!

Oh I think you’ve got me pegged as the wrong man

Oh I think you’ve got me pegged

And so the story goes

When I leave will you let me go?

When the words stop coming

And the fear starts setting in slow

Don’t let me find you hiding under the covers

It’s your last chance oh you’d better

Call your mother!

All our hope is lost down in the gutter