she said, darling how do i look tonight

through fogged glass lenses,

with a sigh, like doom waltzing into my life

you never have to try

we go hand in hand

we're both skeletons

watch the lilies in the pond

what a fine inheritance

a bit of blood on the table

bit of blood on your dress

we should leave if we're able

or we can drink to excess

it's a gold chain against your skin

it's all the things we'll never do or say again

it's a fire's roar of discontent

it's a start to know your heart's every dark intent

we go hand in hand

we're both skeletons

watch the lilies in the pond

what a fine inheritance

a bit of blood on the table

bit of blood on your dress

we should leave if we're able

or we can drink to excess

wear your true face

please just wear your true face

through desperate straits

can you ever know grace

wear your true face

please just wear your true face

through desperate straits

can you ever know grace

a bit of blood on the table

bit of blood on your dress

we should leave if we're able

or we can drink to excess

i know your eyes

seen your past lives

but you don't know mine

you don't know mine

i know your eyes

seen your past lives

but you don't know mine

well, you know, that's fine