There's a stone cold Mary statue
Sitting on your front lawn
With overgrown grass and cheap plastic beach chairs
An umbrella
And a million dug up holes
There's a sign on your front door that says that
"Anyone is Welcome Here"
For me, it's been a few too many years
But I think it's kinda funny
Cause I realized that I only ever see you
When somebody is dead
Hello, how are you?
I hope you've been well
But talking to you is like going through hell
And I'm twirling my thumbs
And tugging at my skin
As my own flesh and blood is shaking
Its head at me again
So you offer me a drink
Say you're fine and you're clean
And this is it, this is really it this time
And you got pictures of the family
Right in your wallet
Right in your back pocket
So you tell me all about the wedding
And you can't believe we're all grown up
And you can't believe I've gotten this tall
And you ask me where the time has gone
So I smile and I say thank you
And you look lovely
But I have to wonder
Is this how you're gonna make it up to me?
This is how you're gonna make it up to me?
Flesh and blood is boiling up until it screams
But we both know that it means
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing
So Stone Cold Mary, she asks me to stay
Asks why I've kept away
Even though she killed a man
By turning her head
Did Mary ever really ever think that I'd forget?
Mary, can you tell me what's so hard to understand?