Pentecost put you in a headlock
I know we never really turned out right
But good God, I'd love to see them try
To break down the drugs, the bad dreams
Run round
Sum it up into one prayer
You reach out, but nothing's ever there
So tell me what you've got to do.
Tell me why
Would you push the bullet through,
through your mind
Tell me what they sold to you
at the altar
You were altered into white
Dear Todd, lay her in your bedroom
Cold sweat, run your fingers through her hair
Black out, see if the clergy cares
to turn down the sacred station
I know the voices always seem so strange
They freak out, but nothing seems to change
So tell me what you've got to do.
Tell me why
Would you push the bullet through,
through your mind
Tell me what they sold to you
at the altar,
you were altered by the light
And it was as dark, as the demon in your mind
Dear Todd, Dear Todd, oh don't fake it
I know that you're not what you used to be
But you're as gold as they are deceived
Dear ghost, dear ghoul,
let me take all that weight off of you
We could go downtown,
take the one in the chamber out
We could go downtown