Painted Eyes And Empty Streets
Taking It Down
Selling Perfect Tragedies
Without A Sound
Faded Roses Scattered On The Ground
Tonight

I Will Be Wanted
I Will Not Fall From Grace
Daylight Has Waited
Just To Live Upon Your Face
I Won't Be Haunted
I Will Not Sleep To Dream
All That I Wanted
Has Been Right In Front Of Me

I Won't Be Haunted
I Will Not Sleep To Bleed
All That I Wanted
Has Been Right In Front Of Me

Now That I Am Coming To
Black From The Fight
Shaking Out The Dusty Blue
Into The Night
And There Will Be No Waving Of The White

I Will Be Wanted
I Will Not Fall From Grace
Daylight Has Waited
Just To Live Upon Your Face
I Won't Be Haunted
I Will Not Sleep To Dream
All That I Wanted
Has Been Right In Front Of Me

All The Hell Just Gets Me Higher Than Before
Now An Angel Has Come Knocking On My Door
To Tell Me I Can Fly