Beneath the Rose

The click of the lock The chime of the bell The groaning of timber And 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 of 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