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