Tear the petals off of you And make you tell the truth All the darling buds of May They fall with no sound They carry you down They carry you down
It's the emptiness that follows you down It's the ache inside when it all burns out It's poisonous it muscles it aches It's everythying you had when
Oh, make me over I'm all i wanna be a walking study in demonology Hey, so glad you could make it Yeah, now you really made it Hey, so glad you could