This is where we leave our opening scene,
Admiring the world from down on our knees.
I'm golden tongued and I'm silver in sounds,
I'm un-even knots,
I'm broken vows.
So wait,
In the corners of the wings,
Keep waiting!
Where the sycophants all sing with curses in the wings,
And there's a culprit in the pulpit and he's singing just for me
And there's a culprit in the pulpit and she's singing just for me
Let's make a toast to the queen of Vanity,
While you're dressed up in your jealousy,
I've taken to the stage and danced away my days,
With a girl by the name of Tragedy
There's a place out west that I belong,
In 3 weeks, 5 days, I'll be gone.
Open roads are open graves,
I'm crimson red,
I'm epitaph on page.
I've staked the heart,
I've tasted cheap,
I'm copper charm,
I'm diamond ring.
It's curtain call we all sing
Let's make a toast to the queen of Vanity,
While you're dressed up in your jealousy,
I've taken to the stage and danced away my days,
With a girl by the name of Tragedy