I`m painting, I paint a picture in you`re mind
If you`re driving roads to suicide, I know you can sympathise
If you`re love is a cheatin`, and you`re blinded by the pain
You`re honeymoon in summer is a picnic in the rain...
You`ll be grateful when you`re dead, Grateful when you`re dead
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba.
I`m shaking, I shake the spear before you`re eyes
Well if you know you`re history, you will read between lines
If you`re waiting for a vision, to illuminate you`re mind
To leave this world of misery, to leave it all behind
You`ll be grateful when you`re dead, Grateful when you`re dead
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba.