The virgin, the archer in sullen romance
The worry will surely begin to advance
I feel the beckoning of your father
Inviting me into your home
The leader's a sweetheart, despite the rough edge
The angel, paranoia, now he's walking the ledge
I hear the humble voice of the shadows
Telling me you're made of stone
Do you think that I am unaware?
I can smell the smoke of your hot stare
I see your face, I see you everywhere
You told me you see me too
But you drink the wine of all my memories left brokenhearted
You sing "America the free" then leave the things you started
I could build us a new home between the seas you've parted
Long live the king, the queen, the loving preachers and the martyrs
The gentle, the giving, the blood on the walls
I'm dancing in slow motion across the hall
Are you standing in the kitchen, in the shower
Sitting on the floor?
And the dogs won't leave you
They'll speak in foreign tongues
Your skin is see through
And I'm staring into the sun
But you drink the wine of all my memories left brokenhearted
You sing "America the free" then leave the things you started
I could build us a new home between the seas you've parted
Long live the king, the queen, the loving preachers and the martyrs
Tell me you love me so I can go back to bed
Rolling around like a kid in the back of your head
Tell me you love me so I can go back to bed
Tell me you love me so you can come back to my bed
But you drink the wine of all my memories left brokenhearted
You sing "America the free" then leave the things you started
I could build us a new home between the seas you've parted
Long live the king, the queen, the loving preachers and the martyrs
Long live the king, the queen, the loving preachers and the martyrs
Long live the king, the queen, the virgin and the archer