By the time you’d have woven the casket The sheets will have started to smell By the time you’d remember the windows  The insects will be kissing me farewell You’d never stomach me in the closet Like all those rooms you never clean Darling, there’s no better hatchet to bury than me So let’s throw my garden party You promised roses, but gave me thorns You’d leave me rotting till summer’s over Guess I’ll be digging alone By the time you’d remember my favorite dress You'd have put me in yours By the time you’d be asking for makeup  My body would be halfway out the door You never bothered showing up in your best Cause who’d wanna dirty their sleeves? Darling, there’s no better hatchet to bury than me So let’s throw my garden party You promised roses, but gave me thorns You’d leave me rotting till summer’s over Guess I’ll be digging alone   If you wanted to kill me Missed your chance long ago I can tell you won’t miss me Guess it takes one to know You never bothered with any respect You won’t treat my death differently Darling, there’s no better hatchet to bury than- So let’s throw my garden party You promised roses, but gave me thorns You’d leave me rotting till summer’s over Guess I’ll be digging a- Hole, just my garden party Feeding my roses with dirt and bones You’ll be here rotting till summer’s over Guess I’ll be digging All the while singing Guess I’ll be digging alone