Heaven or Not

Mother Mary takes your hand

As you hit the witness stand

Not ‘cause she wants to

Not ‘cause she wants to

Color made in monochrome

Somewhat made up horoscope

Call her maiden, mother, crone

And make your wishes

Off corn, now we’re sitting in the theater

Loose change, yeah, we put it in the meter

But not ‘cause we want to

Not ‘cause we want to

Color made in monochrome

Somewhat made-up horoscope

Call her maiden, mother, crone

And make your wishes

<span begin="1:58.735" end="2:03.002">I’m falling to pieces</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="2:01.202" end="2:04.855">(Falling to pieces)</span></span>

Falling to pieces every time

<span begin="2:07.688" end="2:11.671">I’m falling to pieces</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="2:10.203" end="2:14.106">(Falling to pieces)</span></span>

Fall into pieces and unwind

Pieces, pieces

Mother Mary takes your hand

As you hit the witness stand

Not ‘cause she wants to

Not ‘cause she wants to

Not ‘cause she wants to

Not ‘cause she wants