Roses on my grave,
Withered
My headstone crumbles,
Forgotten

Since the day I died,
You mourned for over a year
I saw the way you cried
The way you she'd those tears

You came to my grave
Fresh roses every week
A ressurection you craved
Oh, you were so weak

But as time flies by
Your life got back on track
Eventually you stopped to cry
My headstone started to crack

Roses on my grave,
Withered
My headstone crumbles,
Forgotten

My grave you visit no more
Past tense I have gotten
Fresh roses nevermore
I am forgotten