Saturday died under the weight of Mt. Pendulum's Holy crown
Maybe we should play it safe
Cause when it gets bad
She scolds her heart
With the very same venomous words
Usually reserved
For the everyday, everyday common fool
The chandeliers are in the trees
The grand piano thrown in the lake
Empyrean shattered on the ground
The laughter echoes down the shotgun hall
The weeds are growing thru a crack in the wall
'Til it's overgrown
The heavens don't shine when you're hanging your head like a flightless city swan
Maybe there's no reason why
But when it gets cold
She guards her heart with the very same animal nerves usually reserved
To survive is the only rule
The chandeliers are in the trees
The grand piano thrown in the lake
Empyrean shattered on the ground
The laughter echoes down the shotgun hall
The weeds are growing thru a crack in the wall
'Til it's overgrown
To survive
It's the only rule
