Dead Men Don't Sing

Could be in your car with the radio on;

Could be tuned in to our favorite song.

Could be caroling with my hand in yours;

Ringing bells and knocking on doors.

Could be crying cause we had a fight;

Could be dancing in the rain all night.

But dead men don't sing;

Dead men don't sing.

Don't tell me all your dreams went up in flames,

And there's no point in trying again;

Don't you know I'll miss you if you're gone?

Don't tell me that you're burned out,

And all you got from life was doubt;

Is that all that you think our friendship was?

Dead men can't say a thing;

So sing, sing, sing.

So sing, sing, sing.

Could be on your bed with your eyes closed;

Could be running off, crying all alone.

Could be with your friends at 2am,

Feeling like your life's put together again.

Could be out of tune because you've been ill;

Could be quiet because the air's so still.

But dead men don't sing;

Dead men don't sing.

Don't tell me all your dreams went up in flames,

And there's no point in trying again;

Don't you know I'll miss you if you're gone?

Don't tell me that you're burned out,

And all you got from life was doubt;

Is that all that you think our friendship was?

Dead men can't say a thing;

So sing, sing, sing.

So sing, sing, sing.