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