You'd Be In Good Shape if You Ran Like Your Mouth Does

lie to all your friends say everything is alright
let them sing you sad songs in the night
remember the bells, the cheap champagne?

remember the vows? the looks you gave?

did your lungs ever tire of the poison?
you're changing colors with the season
i never said i didn't believe
but i've got no faith in you and me

pull down all the trees
burn down all these clouds
tell your God what you thought you knew about

well its saturday night, the party's just right

and can you feel him coming closer, closer, closer?

then it's sink or swim, but your heart's made of lead

and it's sink or swim, but your lungs are dead

too bad it wasn't a mutual head

too bad it wasn't a common existence

did your lungs ever tire of poison?
because you're full of everything but reason
i never said i didn't believe
but i've got no faith in you or me

we're all dead, pull down all the trees
everything's said, burn down the clouds
breathe in (run away), breathe in (run away), breathe in (run away)

this glass house is crumbling

(but go ahead and pick up the knife)

like the house of cards on your black hole heart

(i'd like to see what you're made of)

but i hope my name tastes good in your mouth

(go ahead and pick up the knife)

because i lied when i said i was looking South

(i'd like to see what you're made of)

i hope my name tastes good on your tongue

(so go ahead and pick up the knife)

i hope it fits just right in your black lung

(i'd like to see what you're made of)

this glass house is crumbling

(but go ahead and pick up the knife)

like the house of cards on your black hole heart

(i'd like to see what you're made of)

but i hope my name tastes good in your mouth

(go ahead and pick up the knife)

because i lied when i said i was looking South

(i'd like to see what you're made of)

i hope my name tastes good on your tongue

(so go ahead and pick up the knife)

i hope it fits just right in your black lung

(i'd like to see what you're made of)