The angels come screaming down
Your voice
I hear you've been bleeding
Make your choice
They say you've been *Pleading*
Someone save us
heaven help us now
Come crashing down
And hear the sound
As you're falling down
*At this old* hotel,
I can't tell if I've been breathing or sleeping or screaming or waiting for the man to call *or maybe*
all of the above
Cause mostly I've been sprawled on these cathedral steps while spitting out the blood and screaming
Someone save *us*
*heaven* help us now
Come crashing down
And hear the sound
As you're falling down
Pray for me
Oh make a saint of me
And while you lay for me
And make a saint of
So I'll give you all the nails you need
Cover me in gasoline
Wipe away the tears of blood again
And the punch line to the joke is asking
Someone save us
heaven help us now
Come crashing down
And hear the sound
As you fall
And would you pray for me?
(You don't know a thing about my sins)
(How the misery begins)
Or make a saint of me?
(You don't know)
(So I'm burning, I'm burning)
And will you lay for me?
(You don't know a thing about my sins)
(How the misery begins)
Or make a saint of me?
(You don't know)
(Cause I'm burning, I'm burning)
Cause I'll give you all the *nails* you need
(I burning, I'm burning)
Cover me in gasoline again
