In a Suit Made of Ash
I came to you in a suit made of ash
but you were already gone.
Laying on the beach
with the beast at your back.
His fingers were playing our song.
What was it you said when you came?
"What does it matter?
I've already given my soul."
I came to you in a suit made of a son
that I said I could never leave.
Nothing on my mind
but to have a little fun.
Or so I led you to believe.
What was it you said when you came?
"What does it matter?
You've already given your soul."
I came to you in a suit made for leaving.
I let you do the rest.
Now there is another
with your hair in her fingers
and two new lips at your breast.
What was it you said when she came?
"What does it matter,
I've already given my soul?
This is another life."