Texty: Xo Skeletons. Town Crier.

Help me, honey, 'cause I can't see
Love's lungs are blowing teargas at me
Ambulance sirens are screaming my name
And I'm all hopped up on yesterday
London, Paris, why won't you have me
My tongue's in the air, my head's on your knees
I know you're married, yeah, I know your pain
Your finger's been strangled by a cheap promise ring

I read the bible and I understand
I was bored by heaven in the holy land

At your wedding reception I started drinking
To say all the things that I had been thinking
There's too many songs and nothing to dance to
The future is putrid, I'm useless without you
Jesus and Mary held a seance for me
But I wasn't dead, I was just in Philly
I felt like Anton Lavey on his true blue deathbed
At St. Mary's hospital scratching his head

I read the bible and I understand
I was bored by heaven in the holy land
I read the bible and I understand
I don't care about hell or the eternally damned

Always remember to never forget,
You shouldn't dry out without first getting wet