I can walk in flames
Soaked in my cups
Sheets to the wind
I can grit my teeth and be loving
I can twist my tongue
I can tell the truth
Brutal tale
Of what's with you
I could my hold my breath
But I can't breathe deep and long
Long, deep breaths
Long, deep breaths
Long, deep breaths
Long, deep breaths
You can cheat that face
That primal mask of honor
You can build the coffin
Rare woods and satin
We can return to open all those veins
That frame the scenes
We can run away
Pick somewhere to lie
Long, deep breaths
Long, deep breaths
Long, deep breaths
Looking at my weak, white face
I'm picking up the hammer
I'm sleeping at the wheel
But does it really matter anymore?
Show me to the door
It rains and pours
Show me to the door
It rains and pours
Where's the tried and true
distraction?
Where's the tried and true
reaction?
Where's the time to turn and
surrender?
Leave the hole I've dug
Turn to burn
Weak, white face
Long, deep breaths
Long, deep breaths
Long, deep breaths