I thought I saw
Somebody else
But it was me instead

I thought I saw
Somebody else
But it was me, and I was dead

Chain Mary to the bed
And chain Mary to the bed
All of your sins look bigger in the darkness
Don't turn out the light
And have me wait forever, stone
It's your idea of love
It's your idea of love

Why do your friends get thicker in the darkness
The Marquis de Sade was just a lonely pervert anyway
Anyway
Anyway

I thought I saw
Somebody else
But it was me instead 

I thought I saw
Somebody else
But it was me, and I was dead