Holy Ground

Keep it in your bedroom museum We'll trash the place to keep it clean Bury it with my dog in the yard Paste it up on four little walls Your attic and the hallowed halls Echo with whatever we'll discard They took our tree to the burnin' yard We took our chances with countin' cards I dial and dial but you don't hear a thing These aren't just words to toss around We'll build a house to burn it down Carve it in your bedpost like it's scripture But it's only gonna kill you if you let it But you're only gonna win if you're bettin' Facedown on your bedroom floor How sweet the sound, how clean and pure Save it for a teenaged mausoleum Hungrier than ever before But I don't dare to ask for more The years go by, dilute it with a scream Scattered on the holy ground We'll build a house and burn it down Carve it in your bedpost like it's scripture Blink, you'll miss her On your wedding day, won't you save me a card? 'Cause one day, we'll be Living in the same old city And I'll say, "let's start a band" And mean it really You can kick a girl while she's down I'm sure that I'll see you around Don't tell me you've forgotten How it feels to be an optimist Come here, won't you give me a kiss goodbye? It never won't make my father cry But it's only gonna kill you if you let it You're always gonna win what you're bettin'