Haunting an Empty House
I curse your house
And the family that rests its head there
Your open mouth
Is revenge enough for me
My ghost's not gone
It lives on through repetition
Of these songs
My hooks will never leave
But we're gone in a year
And the streets will be on fire
Second best is all we hear
From the beating and the liars
And they're carving out your name
And picking out our coffins
Bury all of us the same
This happens way too often
Round here
They lost their son
Just before the war was over
He died no-one
Just a number on his sleeve
He's not gone
He lives on through repetition
Of their guns
I hear them in the streets
But we're gone in a year
And the streets will be on fire
Second best is all we hear
From the beating and the liars
And they're carving out your name
And picking out our coffins
Bury all of us the same
This happens way too often
Round here
This cold is a heart attack
This town gives nothing back
I'm waiting for
I'm waiting for
The place to come undone
This cold is a heart attack
This town gives nothing back
I'm waiting for
I'm waiting for
This town to come undone
But we're gone in a year
And the streets will be on fire
Second best is all we hear
From the beating and the liars
And they're carving out your name
And picking out our coffins
Bury all of us the same
This happens way too often
Round here
But we're gone in a year (This cold is a heart attack)
And the streets will be on fire (This town gives nothing back)
Second best is all we hear (I'm waiting for, I'm waiting for)
From the beating and the liars (This place to come undone)
And they're carving out your name (This cold is a heart attack)
And picking out our coffins (This town gives nothing back)
Bury all of us the same (I'm waiting for, I'm waiting for)
This happens way too often (This place to come undone)
Round here
