I've been cursed

I've been crossed

I've been beaten by the ones that get me off

I've been cut

I've been opened up

I've been shattered by the ones I thought I loved.

You left me here like a chalk outline

On the sidewalk waiting for the rain

To wash away

(Wash away)

You keep coming back to the scene of the crime

But the dead can't speak and there's nothing left to say anyway

All you left behind

Is a chalk outline.

I've been cold

In the crypt

But not as the cold as the words across your lips

You'll be sorry baby

Some day

When you reach across the bed where my body used to lay.

You left me here like a chalk outline

On the sidewalk waiting for the rain

To wash away

(Wash away)

You keep coming back to the scene of the crime

But the dead can't speak and there's nothing left to say anyway

All you left behind

Is a chalk outline

All you left behind

Is a chalk outline.

(All you left behind...)

You left me here like a chalk outline

On the sidewalk waiting for the rain

To wash away

(Wash away)

You keep coming back to the scene of the crime

But the dead can't speak and there's nothing left to say anyway

All you left behind

Is a chalk outline.