I'm painting, I paint a picture in your mind
If you're driving roads to suicide, I know you can sympathize
If your love is a cheatin', and you're blinded by the pain
Your honeymoon in summer is a picnic in the rain...

You'll be grateful when you're dead, Grateful when you're dead
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba.

I'm shaking, I shake the spear before your eyes
Well if you know your history, you will read between lines
If you're waiting for a vision, to illuminate your mind
To leave this world of misery, to leave it all behind

You'll be grateful when you're dead, Grateful when you're dead
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba.