[00:13.59]Every church has a steeple
[00:14.78]And their own form of suicide
[00:16.29]And I’d like to think if I lived through the Bible
[00:17.83]Soon after, I would have probably died
[00:19.59]But I have no weapons, just a lot of ammunition
[00:22.05]And the muddy waters I’m stepping in
[00:23.86]Until you showed me my own wisdom
[00:25.72]I promised myself I’d never neglect another gray sky
[00:28.61]Take another trip to Van Nuys and stop at Best Buy
[00:31.93]To see if the record I wrote has sold enough
[00:34.04]For me to just fade out and let time pass by
[00:35.84]
[00:38.95]And I don’t know where I stand
[00:40.91]So I guess I’ll just fall apart
[00:44.05]Because I know that there’s blood on my hands
[00:46.15]If there’s still hate in my heart
[00:51.56]And I don’t know where I stand
[00:53.72]So I guess I’ll just fall apart
[00:56.54]Because I know there’s blood on my hands
[00:59.18]If there’s still hate in my heart
[01:01.74]
[01:03.95]I booked a flight back to Los Angeles
[01:05.71]I’ll be back in the valley, I hope you can handle it
[01:07.67]Because nothing says "I love you" quite like your iron fist
[01:10.42]And I’m fine with it, as long as you’re happy
[01:14.35]And I guess there’s a reason the artist is rarely in the painting
[01:16.94]A self-portrait is too personal to create for sustaining
[01:19.40]So where is God in this creation, other than our clouds?
[01:23.16]This mystery we pray to, hoping it will water our grounds
[01:26.78]
[01:28.78]And I don’t know where I stand
[01:30.53]So I guess I’ll just fall apart
[01:33.09]And I know that there’s blood on my hands
[01:35.59]If there’s still hate in my heart
[01:40.77]And I don’t know where I stand
[01:42.72]So I guess I’ll just fall apart
[01:45.79]'Cause I know that there’s still blood on my hands
[01:48.79]If there’s hate in my heart
[01:52.00]
[01:53.80]Let this song be a memorial, to when I knew who I was
[02:05.73]I’m picturing out my burial, but my heart is afraid of love
[02:17.35]Let this song be a memorial, to when I knew who I was
[02:30.45]I’m picturing out my burial, but my heart is afraid of love
[02:40.04]I’m afraid of love
[02:43.65]"H-hello?"
[02:45.20]"Hey, uhm, I just, I don't think I can do this anymore."
[02:50.23]Let this song be a memorial, to when I knew who I was
[03:02.99]I’m picturing out my burial, but my heart is afraid of love
[03:12.52]I’m afraid of love
[03:18.79]"You're so busy all the time, and I haven't seen you in months."