Pride Alone Won't Put This Fire Out
I should have screamed at her
She might've woken up
It'd make a much better story than the one I've got
Because the world heard all it cares to hear about dying
She's a saint and I'm a predator
We never pray alone
The lord built me from dirt
I built her out of my bones
That's how the world learned all it ever could about lying
And every song's about the young while we're decaying
I'll let you in if you've got the stomach to watch me swallow the sea
Because my pride alone won't put this fire out
And it's all that ever kept me warm
I should've screamed ar her
She might've smartened up
What kind of twisted conversation ends in giving up?
But then the world's heard just about enough of your whining
I'm a prick because I'm built for it
My teeth are water stones
Keeping my bayonet sharp
In case these gunpowder lungs allow the world in just a bit too close to ignite them
And every song's about the young while we're decaying
Like some unispired cadence
But baby
I'll let you in if you've got the stomach to watch me swallow the sea
Because my pride alone won't put this fire out
OOOH
I'll let you in if you've got the stomach to watch me swallow the sea
Because pride alone won't put this fire out
And it's all that ever kept me warm
The scenes define our home
The crooked frames we claim
We're leaving behind
From slamming our way through these doors
The scenes define our home
OOOOH
Because the world's heard just about enough of your whining
I'll let you in if you've got the stomach to watch me swallow the sea
Because my pride alone won't put this fire out
OOOH
I'll let you in if you've got the stomach to watch me swallow the sea
Because pride alone won't put this fire out
And it's all that ever kept me warm
(my pride alone won't put this fire out) OOOH
I'm fine as long as when they sing about the young while we're decaying
Like some final fading cadence
You can hold my hand and watch me mouth the words
She might've woken up
It'd make a much better story than the one I've got
Because the world heard all it cares to hear about dying
She's a saint and I'm a predator
We never pray alone
The lord built me from dirt
I built her out of my bones
That's how the world learned all it ever could about lying
And every song's about the young while we're decaying
I'll let you in if you've got the stomach to watch me swallow the sea
Because my pride alone won't put this fire out
And it's all that ever kept me warm
I should've screamed ar her
She might've smartened up
What kind of twisted conversation ends in giving up?
But then the world's heard just about enough of your whining
I'm a prick because I'm built for it
My teeth are water stones
Keeping my bayonet sharp
In case these gunpowder lungs allow the world in just a bit too close to ignite them
And every song's about the young while we're decaying
Like some unispired cadence
But baby
I'll let you in if you've got the stomach to watch me swallow the sea
Because my pride alone won't put this fire out
OOOH
I'll let you in if you've got the stomach to watch me swallow the sea
Because pride alone won't put this fire out
And it's all that ever kept me warm
The scenes define our home
The crooked frames we claim
We're leaving behind
From slamming our way through these doors
The scenes define our home
OOOOH
Because the world's heard just about enough of your whining
I'll let you in if you've got the stomach to watch me swallow the sea
Because my pride alone won't put this fire out
OOOH
I'll let you in if you've got the stomach to watch me swallow the sea
Because pride alone won't put this fire out
And it's all that ever kept me warm
(my pride alone won't put this fire out) OOOH
I'm fine as long as when they sing about the young while we're decaying
Like some final fading cadence
You can hold my hand and watch me mouth the words
Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Occhiuti, Charles King, Christopher Constantino, Benjamin Santoro, Michael Abiuso
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Other Album Tracks
- Too Late to Dream
- The Day I Set Them Free
- I: We Used To Worship the Moon
- Pride Alone Won't Put This Fire Out
- II: The Dirt Won't Keep Your Secrets
- Only in the Morning
- Bleeding a Stone
- The Sky Came Down
- III: Go On, Paint Me a Picture
- IV: The Saints of Gomorrah
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