Mark Lenover - Burying Bernadette Lyrics
I buried a friend todayPoor thing, she went in a common sort of waySuch a pretty face, balanced on a bottle-neckIt makes you wonder why they'd botherSewing it back onDo you think she came clean in the bath?Bernadette lost her headFor a drink and a cigaretteNow you can see,What she missed, in the mirror that she kissedIn what was wiped cleanDo you remember that scene?I remember it clearlyDo you thinkShe came clean in the sink,Holding her hair backGulping the air back?Do you think sheSlipped out feeling sorryFor herselfAnd nobody else?She should have been left with something to write withOr at least someone to die withDid you see how they cut her hair off?Oh, what does she care now?Give us something to tear down