Lyrics

I am the boy your mother wanted you to meet But I am broken and torn with heels at my feet And with your purest light, why don't you shine on me? Well, I should have been an angel, but I'm too dumb to speak Now, as she gets nearer, the visions get clearer I'll kneel and weep, and I will hold her, dear Oh, if your eyes water, you've got your favourite number to spin And, oh-oh-oh-oh- What a crying shame A crying shame, what we became Murdered my throat, screaming bloody all night Hit him with a book and how he crumbles So, you should have seen how the arches tumble They're golden no more, now I'm smiling in my blood I'm caught in a whirlwind, I'm going to heaven I'm standing on trial and it's painted on canvas An eternal testament to how we are so animalistic And, oh-oh-oh-oh- What a crying shame A crying shame, what we became I bowed my head in the morning light and said goodnight I held her hand and I, I kissed her eyes Stumbled down the stairs and hang myself on high And I started for the town, lyin' in the front yard and died
Writer(s): John Joseph Mccauley Iii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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