Mal Blum - The Bodies, The Zombies! lyrics

I heard your heart's about the size of your fist But that's not true, it's just a myth It's your brain that's small It's your heart that's big And I saw it In an exhibit, baby In the promised land Where your big blue eyes And your artist's hands Were with your small intestines And your crooked grin On the table Oh me, oh my! Never ever thought that I Would see the day you'd sacrifice The things that made you feel alive Now you are my zombie bride With zombie hair and zombie eyes And zombie hips and zombie lips That I can't bring myself to kiss I hate this, don't you move to New York You'll jump off of the bridge again And I will never see you Oh me, oh my You're not much different when alive You never compromised No, you couldn't empathize And now that you're so dead and all It all just feels so literal So you can really have my brain So you can really have my heart: it's yours If you want it Yours If you want it I hate this, don't you move to New York You'll jump off of the bridge again And I will never see you I take it that we're moving too slowly Got a little bit lucky last night You are a beautiful Inhuman being I follow your un-life From behind my screen And I try to believe it But I can't deny Even the dead don't sleep alone (c'mon) show me the tissue of your bones And your hands and your feet And the people that you meet And the places that you eat And how you act in front of me And the way you wear your hair I swear, I think I understand The things that make me who I am And there's no master plan I'd know Oh me, oh my! Now I'm on the other side Of the world There are so many Zombie boys and girls With empty chests and hollow eyes No, I can't help what I like You look my way I start to sigh Who cares if you are dead inside? I don't (Doesn't mean that you can't) Doesn't mean that you can't love (you say) I hate this, don't you move to New York You'll jump off of that bridge again With all your brand new undead friends And You won't talk to me But you'll write me into songs And maybe I don't want you here But I don't want you gone! Besides I'm trying (and I'm trying and I'm trying and I'm trying and I'm trying and I'm trying) I've been Trying (I've been trying I've been trying I've been trying I've been trying I've been trying I've been trying) To live