He holds a napkin to his swollen face
And lets the tears soak through
He didn't think it'd ever get that far
But then you never do
He takes a broom and starts to gather up the shattered glass
The time would pass with ease
If it weren't for the blood
She's been waiting to hear his voice
For a time
But the words that seek to soothe
Lies
And the men upstairs they play their stupid tunes
All in time
With her wilting grace
Glamorous days
Leave a lasting impression
How does one forget
Seven years are hardly long enough to move a thought
But still I ought to move to another crowd
In the second town
She's been waiting to hear his voice
For a time
But the words that seek to soothe
Lies
And the men upstairs they play their stupid tunes
All in time
With her wilting grace
And the lies
She's supposed to live by
I see you Stagehound
I can feel your breath from across the plains
I keep the one you love
Though you will never let her go
No
No
Serve man for gain but I think they've found me
Through all the Serpentine remains
Now I can't look back
She's been waiting to hear his voice
For a time
But the words that seek to soothe
Lies
And the men upstairs they play their stupid tunes
And the men upstairs
They swear they'll make the news
And the songs he writes all bear her fame
And make light
Of her growing shame
She's alive
Let me help you find her