Black Widow - Ed Harcourt, Mélanie Pain

On the top of the roof he sets his sights,

In the morning light he waits to strike,

Looking for the man with the two-tone shoes.

In the empty street that you left last

Down in your hall into his address

The cameras flash for the front page news

Just for today I like my dreams to be real

And when the liars rip the wheel

Ill keep my smile under the fade

Don’t you worry 'bout your funeral, baby,

I felt like nothing when you left these arms

Don’t you worry 'bout your funeral, baby,

I’ve got a coffin with your name in flowers.

Been called a black widow all the time

Don’t matter with a heart as cold as mine.

With a red-haired dancer on his lap

He’s driving himself to a heart attack

Up the road awaits the death proof car

Last thing he sees is a silhouette

And the glowing ember of a cigarette

She breaks the glass as he breaths his last

Just for today I like my dreams to be real

And when the liars rip the wheel

Ill keep my smile under the fade

Don’t you worry 'bout your funeral, baby,

I’ve got a coffin with your name in flowers.

Don’t you worry 'bout your funeral, baby,

I’ve got a coffin with your name in flowers.

Been called a black widow all the time

Don’t matter with a heart as cold as mine.

Don’t you worry 'bout your funeral, baby,

I’ve got a coffin with your name in flowers

Don’t you worry 'bout your funeral, baby,

I’ve got a coffin with your name in flowers

Been called a black widow all the time

Don’t matter with a heart as cold as mine.