supernovice

Jesus Christ, that's a pretty face
the kind you'd find on someone that I could save.
If they don't put me away,
it'll be a miracle.
Do you believe you're missing out
and everything good is happening somewhere else?
But with nobody in your bed,
the night's hard to get through.

And I will die all all alone.
And when I arrive, I won't know anyone.

Well, Jesus Christ, I'm alone again.
So what did you do those three days you were dead?
Because this problem's gonna last
more than the weekend.
Well, Jesus Christ, I'm not scared to die;
I'm a little bit scared of what comes after.
Do I get the gold chariot?
Do I float through the ceiling?
Do I divide and fall apart?
Because my bright is too slight to hold back all my dark.
And this ship went down in sight of land.
And at the gates does Thomas ask to see my hands?

I know you'll come in the night like a thief,
But I've had some time alone, to hone my lying technique.
I know you think that I'm someone you can trust,
But I'm scared I'll get scared and, I swear, I try to never give up.

So, do you think that we could work out a sign?
So I know that it's you and that it's over.
So I won't even try.

I know you'll come for all the people like me.
But we all got wood and nails,
You turn-tail that hate factory.
Yeah, we all got wood and nails
And we sleep inside of this machine.