Chiodos - Is It Progression If A Cannibal Uses A Fork? lyrics

Listen up sweetie

We all know that you're a beautiful girl

In this horrible world

In this suggestion of horror

The portraits on the walls

Look at their eyes, they always seem to follow

Look at their eyes, they always seem to follow me!

Out of tune this tale of terror

The solemn tolling of the funeral bells

I want to know what's going on

In that pretty little head of yours

Where everyday's a bone palace ballet

Biting the flesh from your finger

You know, I just can't help myself

I wish to believe, but belief is a graveyard

May this light never see morning

As finally one will not

Maybe you're the one that's overrated

Shriek and scream

Much too horrified to speak

Out of tune this tale of terror

The solemn tolling of the funeral bells

I want to know what's going on

In that pretty little head of yours

Where everyday's a bone palace ballet

(Flowers of red, begin to bloom

On the white sheets in her room

Our lifeless bodies lying there rotting

For all of time, and eternity)

This morning I woke up, I rubbed my eyes

And I took a quick glance around the room

And saw what happened here last night

There was blood on the walls

And the sheets smelled like sweat and sex

We have narrowed it down to a butcher knife

And the mockingbird with the blood

Out of tune this tale of terror

The solemn tolling of the funeral bells

I want to know what's going on

In that pretty little head of yours

Where everyday's a bone palace ballet