The painted eyes and empty streets are taking it down
Selling perfect tragedy without a sound
Faded roses scattered on the ground
Tonight I will be wanted
I will not fall from grace till I is waited
Just to live upon your face, I won't be haunted
I will not sleep to sleep
All that I wanted has been right in front of me
Now that I am coming to lack from a fight
I'm shaking out the dusty glue
Yeah, tonight there'll be no waiting of the wind
Tonight, no, I will be wanted
I will not fall from grace till I is waited
Just to live upon your face, I won't be haunted
I will not sleep to sleep
All that I wanted has been right in front of me
All the hell just gets me higher than before
And now an angel has come knocking at my door
Don't tell me how I can fly
