Beat Beat Flat Line

The house across the street This evening has no light. It lost its last heart beat From within when they took sweet Ninety five year old grandma to a nursing home over on Wright. The house across the street That was made with love from concrete Has said good night. It lost its last heart beat Through some ones awful deceit. Boy, does that bite. The house across the street Has no one to greet. This all happened to night. It lost its last heart beat I can't help it that thought I repeat. To me it's an eerie sight. The house across the street It lost its last heart beat.