STANDING ON MY HEAD

I'm lying in bed,

wishing I was dead,

or at least, standing on my head,

until my face goes red.

There was a girl I wanted to wed,

but now she is dead,

now she is dead,

now she is dead.

I'm lying here in bed,

thinking of what you said;

"You're always standing on your head,

until your face goes red.

There was a girl I wanted to wed,

now I can stand on my head,

but she is dead,

she is dead...