I'm sorry about the sun
How could I know that you would burn?
And I'm sorry about the moon
How could I know that you'd disapproved?
And I'll never make the same mistake
So next time I create the universe
I'll make sure we communicate at length
But until then... better off dead...
A smile on the lips and a hole in the head
Better off dead.... it's better than this...
Take it away cuz there's nothing to miss
Better off dead... better off dead...
A smile on the lips and a hole in the head
(c) Anathema