Thank You For The Venom
Sister, I'm not much a poet, but a criminal
And you never had a chance
Love it, or leave it, you can't understand
A pretty face, but you do so carry on,
and on,
and on
I wouldn't front the scene if you paid me
I'm just the way that the doctor made me, on,
and on,
and on,
and on
Love is the red of the rose on your coffin door
What's life like, bleeding on the floor,
the floor,
the floor
You'll never make me leave
I wear this on my sleeve
Give me a reason to believe
[Chorus]
So give me all your poison
And give me all your pills
And give me all your hopeless hearts
And make me ill
You're running after something
That you'll never kill
If this is what you want
Then fire at will
Preach all you want but who's gonna save me?
I keep a gun on the book you gave me, hallelujah, lock and load
Black is the kiss, the touch of the serpent son
It ain't the mark or the scar that makes you one,
and one,
and one,
and one
You'll never make me leave
I wear this on my sleeve
Give me a reason to believe
[Chorus]
So give me all your poison
And give me all your pills
And give me all your hopeless hearts
And make me ill
You're running after something
That you'll never kill
If this is what you want
Then fire at will
You'll never make me leave
I wear this on my sleeve
You wanna follow something
Give me a better cause to lead
Just give me what I need
Give me a reason to believe
[Chorus x2]
So give me all your poison
And give me all your pills
And give me all your hopeless hearts
And make me ill
You're running after something
That you'll never kill
If this is what you want
Then fire at will
Skylines and Turnstiles
You're not in this alone.
Let me break this awkward silence.
Let me go,
Go on record,
Be the first to say I'm sorry.
And hear me out.
And if you take me down,
Would you lay me out?
And if the world needs something better,
Let's give them one more reason now.
We walk in single file,
We light our rails and punch our time,
Ride escalators colder than a cell.
This broken city sky,
Like butane on my skin,
And stolen from my eyes.
Hello, Angel.
Tell me, where are you?
Tell me where we go from here.
This broken city sky,
Like butane on my skin,
And stolen from my eyes.
Hello, Angel.
Tell me, where are you?
Tell me where we go from here.
Tell me we go from...
And in this moment we can't close the lids
On burning eyes.
Our memories blanket us with friends we know,
Like fallout vapor.
Steel corpses stretch out towards an ending sun,
Scorched and black.
It reaches in and tears your flesh apart,
As ice cold hands
Rip into your heart.
That's if you've still got one that's left
Inside that cave you call a chest.
And after seeing what we saw,
Can we still reclaim our innocence?
And if the world needs something better,
Let's give them one more reason now.
This broken city sky,
Like butane on my skin,
And stolen from my eyes.
Hello, Angel.
Tell me, where are you?
Tell me where we go from here.
This broken city sky,
Like butane on my skin,
And stolen from my eyes.
Hello, Angel.
Tell me, where are you?
Tell me where we go from here.
Tell me we go from here.
Early Sunsets Over Monroeville
Late dawns and early sunsets,
Just like my favorite scenes,
Then holding hands and life was perfect,
Just like up on the screen.
And the whole time while always giving,
Counting your face among the living.
Up and down escalators,
Pennies and colder fountains,
Elevators and half price sales,
Trapped in by all these mountains.
Running away and hiding with you,
I never thought they'd get me here.
Not knowing you'd change from just one bite,
I fought them all off just to hold you close and tight.
(But does anyone notice?
But does anyone care?
And if I had the guts to put this to your head...
But would anything matter if you're already dead?
And should I be shocked now by the last thing you said?
Before I pull this trigger,
Your eyes vacant and stained...
But does anyone notice?
But does anyone care?
And if I had the guts to put this to your head...
And would anything matter if you're already dead?
And now should I be shocked by the last thing you said?
Before I pull this trigger,
Your eyes vacant and stained...
And in saying you loved me,
Made things harder at best,
And these words changing nothing
As your body remains,
And there's no room in this hell,
There's no room in the next,
And our memories deafeat us,
And I'll end this direst.
But does anyone notice?
But does anyone care?
And if I had the guts to put this to your head...
But does anything matter if you're already dead?
And should I be shocked now by the last thing you said?
Before I pull this trigger,
Your eyes vacant and stained...
And in saying you loved me,
Made things harder at best,
And these words changing nothing
As your body remains,
And there's no room in this hell,
There's no room in the next,
But does anyone notice there's a corpse in this bed?)
I´m Not Okay
Well if you wanted honesty, That's all you had to say.
I never want to let you down or have you go, its better off this way.
For all the dirty looks,
For photographs your boyfriend took,
Remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor?
I'm not okay.
I'm not okay.
I'm not okay.
You wear me out.
What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems?
(I'm not okay)
I told you time and time again you sing the words but still don't know what they mean
To be a joke and look
Another line without a hook
I held you close as we both shook for the last time
Take a good hard look!
I'm not okay.
I'm not okay.
I'm not okay.
You wear me out.
Forget about the dirty looks
The photographs your boyfriend took?
You said you read me like a book, but the pages are all torn and frayed
I'm okay.
I'm okay!
I'm okay, yeah
(I'm okay, yeah)
wish you were really hear listening to me
Because I'm telling you the truth
I mean it, I'm okay!
(Trust me.)
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
Well, I'm not okay
I'm not o-fucking-kay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay.
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