Album: Major/Minor
O we promise pretty things,
And we pledge with diamond rings;
We profess undying love
But does that word hold any weight?
We reserve the right to break
Any vow that draws our blood
Our word is so faint and feeble,
Broken by the slightest breeze or breath
Our hearts are, they're so deceitful,
Sick and filled with lies that lead to death
We are cowards and thieves
Will we never turn to grieve the damage done?
Never see, never quake with rage at what we have become?
What we have become
Yea we get down on one knee
O, we play at chivalry
But we do not count the cost
We say, "On me you can depend,"
And "I will be there till the end,"
Though we will not bear the cross
Our word is so faint and feeble,
Broken by the slightest breeze or breath
Our hearts are, they're so deceitful,
Sick and filled with lies that lead to death
We are cowards and thieves
Will we never turn to grieve the damage done?
Never see, never quake with rage at what we have become?
What we have become
We are cowards and thieves
Will we never turn to grieve the damage done?
Never see, never quake with rage at what we have become?
What we have become
Cowards and thieves
Will we never turn to grieve the damage done?
Never see, never quake with rage at what we have become?
What we have become