So congratulations   Break a leg tonight, what a shame   I heard the understudy died under the knife   Crying backwards under bedroom lights      The operation   I don't think you'll ever want to love me   You'd gotta listen to your doctor, doctor      Sober up and bury the empty cup   In a backyard of Seattle we used to lie      When I sew you up   Don't let me stop bleeding   Tiny stitches   That you placed into my skin      Won't let me go, oh no, oh no   And they're ruining the mood   So I'll toast every beat of my heart   Like a miracle      And I don't think you'll ever want to love me   You gotta listen to your doctor, doctors lie, lie, lie   If the dollar is right, oh, my sweet little girl   Hold your mouth and you'll be alright      Gather round, gather round   Ladies and gentlemen   Come from far come from wide   The moment you?ve all been waiting for      Tonight, join us as we explore   The spine-chilling mystery of death   And the miracle of resurrection      Please understand me   When I'd rather see you dead   Than live without me   So thirsty for more      Beyond the sea blue light   I met the love of my life   She'd rather see me dead   Than face me      I like your starry eyes   They yell surprise, surprise   I'm in love but not for long      Our operation   Call off the operation   Our operation   Call off , off, off      Another wave has turned its back on me   Crashed back on the eyes of the first I see   Can't count on anything   For you I'd count the salt under the sea