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You'll find the cross only fits
When your hands and feet are nailed to it
"Can we get a picture with the pauper
And another with the prince?"
Ma'am, he's got your daughter wrapped in his fists

To the boys and girls
He's alabaster
But to his brothers, just another bastard
With a story about a girl
Enough to make you sick
And how she made him king of her gracious hips
She's found a way to crown his fingertips

Let's take apart your smile, tooth by tooth

Let's show them where the bad ones go
Another case of a sheep bearing a broken nose
Let's show them where the bad ones go
Color you criminal
Paint black lines on your bones

Wake all the children from their sleep
He's robbing pillow-cased dreams and selling cheap
What lives below he wouldn't know
So let's tell them where the bad ones go

You curse the tail between your legs
Blue-faced and black-jawed
Your innocent eyes rotted
From your bedroom in the night
A lesson from the learned
If your skin won't fit
Don't sell your soul just yet

If the herd is the temptation
That the faithless can't evade,
"We ate all forbidden grapes and retreated to the vineyard
To the void in which we dwell
With a tortured youth and heartaches we'll sell
I'll be the blood and body if you'll ring that bell."

Let's take apart your smile, tooth by tooth

Let's show them where the bad ones go
Another case of a sheep bearing a broken nose
Let's show them where the bad ones go
Color you criminal
Paint black lines on your bones

Wake all the children from their sleep
He's robbing pillow-cased dreams and selling cheap
What lives below he wouldn't know
So let's tell them where the bad ones go

You'll go down in history
With notebooks, pens, and melodies
But you're running from all of us
You're running from all of us
You're running from all your love

Wake all the children from their sleep
He's robbing pillow-cased dreams and selling cheap
What lives below he wouldn't know
So let's tell them where the bad ones go
You'll find the cross only fits   When your hands and feet are nailed to it   "Can we get a picture with the pauper   And another with the prince?"   Ma'am, he's got your daughter wrapped in his fists      To the boys and girls   He's alabaster   But to his brothers, just another bastard   With a story about a girl   Enough to make you sick   And how she made him king of her gracious hips   She's found a way to crown his fingertips      Let's take apart your smile, tooth by tooth      Let's show them where the bad ones go   Another case of a sheep bearing a broken nose   Let's show them where the bad ones go   Color you criminal   Paint black lines on your bones      Wake all the children from their sleep   He's robbing pillow-cased dreams and selling cheap   What lives below he wouldn't know   So let's tell them where the bad ones go      You curse the tail between your legs   Blue-faced and black-jawed   Your innocent eyes rotted   From your bedroom in the night   A lesson from the learned   If your skin won't fit   Don't sell your soul just yet      If the herd is the temptation   That the faithless can't evade,   "We ate all forbidden grapes and retreated to the vineyard   To the void in which we dwell   With a tortured youth and heartaches we'll sell   I'll be the blood and body if you'll ring that bell."      Let's take apart your smile, tooth by tooth      Let's show them where the bad ones go   Another case of a sheep bearing a broken nose   Let's show them where the bad ones go   Color you criminal   Paint black lines on your bones      Wake all the children from their sleep   He's robbing pillow-cased dreams and selling cheap   What lives below he wouldn't know   So let's tell them where the bad ones go      You'll go down in history   With notebooks, pens, and melodies   But you're running from all of us   You're running from all of us   You're running from all your love      Wake all the children from their sleep   He's robbing pillow-cased dreams and selling cheap   What lives below he wouldn't know   So let's tell them where the bad ones go