In the close up town
There are many clowns
And many masquerades
In a house of lights
And spinning slights
The girl who helps them play
What fun
There's a laugh for every move you make
When you're done
You'll pay
These arms hold more than they're meant to bear
There's more than one
Who'd rather run then care
To sit and stare
Oh they never care
Unless they've paid for more
And she knows he's safe
And so he'll stay
As long as she obeys
What pain
Is it worth to know your love is safe
What gain could be more?
These arms hold more than they're meant to bear
There's more than one
Who'd rather run then care
A lonesome man enters a house for lonesome men
Halls dusty, rooms musty with distrust
Thick with the lust that the men upstairs share
(That's when I saw you there)
Fake lovers in fake love
No sea of tranquility
A tumultuous tune to carry tepid time
Wind at his back
Reminiscent of the lack of anothers warmth
Steel against the chill
Cracking will
Ready to raise hell
The stage hound strolls in
Hands ablaze
Mind a haze of red, enraged
Wild eyed, searching for the sinner among sinners
The snake in the grass
Men weighed
Through the muck and mire
Bowed down
But not without
The love they came about
What fun
There's a laugh for every move you make
When you're done
You'll pay
Shots
Break and blast
Drop
This will pass
All eyes on her now
She drifts away
With eyes aglaze
With hand to the reddish stain
That steals her gaze, this last embrace
He runs out to meet his love
But she's not there, an empty frame
The cold remains
And he's to blame
Then a sound hits the pavement
Nerves break like glass
With a cry like no other
Sally, I'm home at last
Her eyes in death still shine
And light the divide
To reach and take his soul
Combine it with her own
Now one for all time
In rest, and love
And make their answers known