Beneath the Rose

The click of the lock

The chime of the bell

The groaning of timber

The etchings in my cell

There's marks on the pavement

There's chalk on the floor

The choir invisible is knocking

Knocking

Knocking

Knocking

I wanna lie to you and tell you this is over

I wanna say this is for the best

But when you're hanging from the rafters in my attic

You know I'll never let you down

This is not the hill that we die on

Blood beneath the rose

And now I'm caught between the thorns

And I can't stop bleeding

I've made a habit spilling secrets that I shouldn't

But I've got holes between my teeth

I wouldn't say I do this for a living

I do my best to earn my keep

This will not be the cross that we bear

Blood beneath the rose

And now I'm caught between the thorns

And I can't stop the bleeding

Everything you have

And everything you need

Everything is broken

And the rest was meant to be

I know this isn't easy

But it's better late than forever

You've got copper and clover

On the back of my tongue

I got the dust from your armor in my lungs

And the choir invisible comes knocking, knocking