When you're a ghost They'll sit around and talk about how they liked you the most. When you're a dream I'll wake up to warm sun-rays that make me want to scream I wanna let you know while you're alive Because everybody loves you when you die But when it matters they're not there Not there. When love is dead We'll remember gentle nudges keeping us in bed Or laughing at funerals Queasy at carnivals Listening to heartbeats slowing down as we keep growing old, yeah. I wanna let you know while you're alive Because everybody loves you when you die But when it matters they're not there Not there. I gotta let you know while you're alive 'cause I'll be a disaster when you die - chubby body, no hair, don't care. It's not like the love that they showed us on TV. It's a home that can burn. It's a limb to freeze. It's worry. Love is worry. Yeah.