Stitch me up, make me pretty Just like they do in the big city Dress me up in black and lace And spike me with it and watch my face drop If I could deal with my heart's stop I'd do it again, I'd do it again, yeah If I could deal with "you're mine, Bron", then you started to drop I'd do it again, I'd do it again Before I met you, I was 17 Five years on, were we meant to be? Too many skeletons in your closet And now I'm thinking, do you think of me? Now I'm gone, I'm fading slowly Too many skeletons in your closet And I hope that you feel bad when they play my funeral song ♪ Wake me up when I am dead Too many things in my headspace I now believe in myself The purest love songs come from heartbreak If I could deal with my heartache I'd do it again, I'd do it again, yeah If I could deal when you come bring diamonds after I'm in the rain I'd do it again, I'd do it again Before I met you, I was 17 Five years on, were we meant to be? Too many skeletons in your closet (closet, closet) And now I'm thinking, do you think of me? Now I'm gone, I'm fading slowly Too many skeletons in your closet And I hope that you feel bad when they play my funeral song