どうでもいい葬式できみの姿をみたよ ずっと髪をいじくっていたウェンズディアダムスみたい唇だけが鮮やか 白と黒と紺色の絹
目配せして 席を外した葬儀屋の裏で僕らはつながるいつも誰かの 不自然な死がきみのしたの茂みに火をつける
また誰かの葬式できみに会えたらいいのにと 夜になると考えていたいつのまにか僕は 鮮やかな君の色を死ぬ程欲しがるようになっていた
ウェンズディきみは たぶん殺してるそんなこと最初やったとき知ってた僕は誰かの 不自然な死を心から望んでしまうんだよ目配せして 席を外した葬儀屋の裏で激しくつながるいつも誰かの 不自然な死がきみのしたの茂みに火をつける
At some inconsequential funeralI saw you, fiddling with your hairLike Wednesday AdamsOnly your lipstick was bright. White, black, and navy silk
We made eye contact, and left our seatsAnd behind the funeral parlor we come togetherIt's always someone's unnatural deathThat seems to turn you on
Again at someone's funeralI wanted to meet you, I thought as night fellAt some point without realizing it, I'd startedTo want that bright color of yours so much I could die
Wednesday, you're probably the one killingAnd I knew that from the first timeFrom the bottom of my heart I now hopeFor someone's unnatural deathWe made eye contact, and left our seatsAnd behind the funeral parlor we come togetherIt's always someone's unnatural deathThat seems to turn you on