The Devil In Stitches

(альбом: The Dissent Of Man - 2010)

Angels fall down without warning
Cherry lipstick on their teeth and all dangerous curves.
She had a bulletproof mind and big pawn-shop eyes
And nothing you could say would get to her.

So don't look homeward angel from that rumble seat.
I can strum twice and make it all go away.
We'll tap every last drop until that beating stops
And let the Devil come join us dancing...

Across that yellow sun,
We'll run,
Because the Devil in stitches only has his fun
Performing for the chosen one.

We can run.

She was living on the edge of a knife.
His head was filled with restless ghosts.
It's so easy to love a bringer of destruction.
She said, "Darling, I love you madly."

Black tear-stained cheeks behind your shattered window,
Praying for a song to save her life.
I had a paperback crime running straight down my spine,
So let the Devil come join us dancing...

Across that yellow sun,
We'll run,
While the Devil in stitches goes and has his fun
Performing for the chosen one.

We can run wild in the street,
Like a form of possession of love and deceit.
I will carry you home like a body from the wreckage.
Here's your punch-drunk cupid, knocked clean out of his senses.

I know he drove her out to the brink.
That's where they stood and looked out.
But then he made a decision.
That's where they made a division.

Declaring war on the weather,
A reckless pact with forever.
So come on and sing,
Sing hallelujah right now.