Im tired of all the torches
The church bells breakin' the dawn
Im tired of all the nights
Stumblin home alone
And singing to the dogs
The windows they are laughin'
And the moon is broken and old
Like businessmen who shot themselves
To escape their debts
And the truth bein' told
So if you lost in a sleepy town
Where the good girls go to church
Just damn all the villains and the preachers words
Ive slept on a thousand couches
While Jeremy slept in cars
He was told America loves him
But thats not the truth and the truth is hard
So we spill our sins with cheap beer
And the townies search for a home
I saved a man from killin himself
When I speak my tongue spits fire
And everybody gets hurt
Said damn all the villains and the preachers words
Ive suffered a million bruises
That mothers refuse to see
Cant life just be like the 1950's
We see to believe on the silver screen
But the women they dont like me
Or in the end they all disappear
They're off to marry nice rich men
Who stain their pens year after year
So if suburbia has swallowed you
Where the grass dont need the dirt
Just damn all the villains and the preachers words
If youve roamed high for a million miles
And still cant find your worth
Just damn all the villains and the preachers words
The church bells breakin' the dawn
Im tired of all the nights
Stumblin home alone
And singing to the dogs
The windows they are laughin'
And the moon is broken and old
Like businessmen who shot themselves
To escape their debts
And the truth bein' told
So if you lost in a sleepy town
Where the good girls go to church
Just damn all the villains and the preachers words
Ive slept on a thousand couches
While Jeremy slept in cars
He was told America loves him
But thats not the truth and the truth is hard
So we spill our sins with cheap beer
And the townies search for a home
I saved a man from killin himself
When I speak my tongue spits fire
And everybody gets hurt
Said damn all the villains and the preachers words
Ive suffered a million bruises
That mothers refuse to see
Cant life just be like the 1950's
We see to believe on the silver screen
But the women they dont like me
Or in the end they all disappear
They're off to marry nice rich men
Who stain their pens year after year
So if suburbia has swallowed you
Where the grass dont need the dirt
Just damn all the villains and the preachers words
If youve roamed high for a million miles
And still cant find your worth
Just damn all the villains and the preachers words
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