Lyrics:

Brown hair in a bird's nest
A pile of teeth under a tree
The frayed sleeves
Of a poorly tailored jacket

Another wasted night
Searching for life
Digging up graves
'Cause I've got something to say
To the dead and buried

You know how my mind, it drifts
A small boat lost at sea
Callow and rudderless
To say the least

I swear
On my mother's gravy
That I didn't lie to you
I was only, as usual, confused

It was wrong of me
To curse your family's name
And your faith
On an answering machine
That I knew
You didn't know how to use

For how long must I lie awake?
For how many long nights
Shall I keep digging up graves?

I swear
On my mother's gravy
That I didn't lie to you
I just didn't tell the truth