Fondest Greetings to you all, did you think that I had left for good?

Have you missed me good messirs? I have written you a parody!

Forgive my lameness and my lateness..Due to the O-levels, I had to stop updating my fics until this week, when the last paper was finally done, now I'm freeeeeee…freefallinnnnnng!(Sorry). I shall start updating-and start writing new fics soon!

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Phantom of the Opera (Erik would Punjab me if I tried) nor Corpse Bride(next to God, Shakespeare and Neil Gaiman, Tim Burton hath created most!)…This song parody was written for pure pleasure-Enjoy!

N.B. The sentences with (( )) are the non-song parts. Oh I almost forgot…Raoul-bashing ahead…

TEARS TO SHED (Set after "Stranger Than you Dreamt It")

((Madame Giry and Nadir are in Erik's lair, trying to comfort Erik.))

Nadir: What does that foppish little brat have that you don't have double?

Madame Giry: (He can't hold a candle to the beauty of your soul…

Erik: How about a face?

Nadir: Overrated by a mile

Madame Giry: Overvalued

Both: Overblown

If she only knew the you that we know

((Erik rolls his eyes and turns away from the duo. ))

Nadir: And that silly little sissy isn't holding her heartstrings

Madame Giry: And he doesn't play piano

Nadir: Or dance

Madame Giry: Or sing

Both: No he doesn't compare

Erik: But he's still a debonair

Nadir: Who cares?

Madame Giry: Unimportant

Nadir: Overrated

Madame Giry: Overblown

Both: If only she could see how special you can be

If she only knew the you that we know

((Erik then gets up and walks towards an elaborate caledebra, with several candles aflame.))

Erik: If I touch a burning candle

I can still feel pain

If you cut me with a knife its still the same

And I know that he is handsome

And I know that she loves him

And the pain that I feel

Try and tell me its not real

It seems that I still have a tear to shed.

Nadir: ((A sure-redeeming feature from that little creature, is that he's attractive))

Madame Giry: ((Overrated!))

Nadir: ((Overblown!))

Madame Giry: Everybody knows that's just a temporary state, which is cured very quickly when we inevitably age.

Nadir: Who cares?

Madame Giry: Unimportant

Nadir: Overrated

Madame Giry: Overblown

Both: If only she could see how special you can be

If she only knew the you that we know

((Erik picks up the Punjab lasso and glares at them, irritated. Both take the hint-and leave…or so he thinks…))

Erik: If I touch a burning candle, I can still feel pain

In the eyes of the world its not the same

((With that, he goes to his casket and lies inside))

And I feel my heart is aching

Though I look corpse-like , its breaking

And the pain that I feel

Tells me its all too real

I know that I look dead

But it seems that I still have some tears to shed

((As Erik closes his eyes, a few tears fall upon the coffin's interior like a soft note from a piano.

Not far from where Erik lies, Madame Giry and Nadir look at each other and sigh sadly before leaving.))

-END-

(A/N: For you fellow E/C fans out there, there's a small filler chapter for this parody coming right up!)