Grim Reaper

The clock is ticking

The calendar is adding up

No one ever has enough

It's kinda cruel

He's always there

Waiting by the window

Praying on commotion

Death is his demotion

(Oooh)

Hooded figure

Strange demeanor

(Oooh)

Grim reaper

What a creature

Wonder if he likes his job

If he wishes he could stop

There is no way of knowing

After all the dread is growing

Does he live in misery?

Is he stuck living alone?

It's all a mystery

What lies behind the eerie soul?

(Oooh)

Hooded figure

Strange demeanor

(Oooh)

Grim reaper

What a creature

We don't have much time

Let's say what we want to say

I love you

I want to hold you

We're taking it for granted

I said I'd wait, I meant it

But I'm tired of waiting

I'm impatiently waiting