Are you still talking to
All of those dead film stars
Like you used to
And are you still thinking of
All of those pretty rhymes
And perfect crimes
Like you used to love
And if youre still alive
When youre twenty five
Shall I kill you like you asked me to
If youre still alive
When youre twenty five
Shall I kill you I know you told me to
But I really dont want to
I remember all of the thing-things said to me
Until … calvary
Ah you said, you said new love grows on trees
New love grows on trees
New love grows on… new love grows on trees
Are you still shaking out
All the dead wood from your bed love
Well times dont change and youre still thinking of
All of those pretty rhymes for love divine
Oh no, you really dont have to
If youre still alive
When youre twenty five
Shall I kill you
Oh I know you asked me to
But I really dont want to
I remember every single thing you said to me
…
You said new love grows on trees
New love grows on trees