Coheed & Cambria
앨범 : Good Apollo, I'm Burning Star IV, Volume One: From Fear Through The Eyes of Madness

Is there a word that you'd like to say
Even in this old fashioned way
Go make your move girl, I'm not coming home
Would things have changed if I could've stayed
Would you have loved me either way
Dressed in blues day to day with my collar up
Decision sits, so make it quick
A breath inhaled from an air so sick
I curse the day that I heard of the web you spun
If it was up to me
I would have figured you out
Way before the year clocked out
Oh I hope you're waiting
Oh I hope you're waiting
Listen well, will you marry me?
(Not now boy)
And are you wearing the suffering?
(You've been)
The most gracious of hosts
You may be invited, girl,
but you're not coming in
Listen well, will you marry me?
(Not now boy)
And are you wearing the suffering?
(You've been)
The most gracious of hosts
I may be invited, girl, but I'm not coming in
Listen well, will you marry me?
(Not now boy)
And are you wearing the suffering?
(You've been)
The most gracious of hosts
You may be invited, girl,
but you're not coming in
If it was up to me
I would have never walked out
So until the sun burns out
Oh, I hope you're waiting
Would we have lived as a child would care?
With this vile to drink I dare
(Oh where have you been)
Only to cry all alone with
(Oh where have you been)
Your taste on tongue
(Oh where have you been,
if it hurts to be forgiving, bye)
Should we try this again with hope
(Bye Bye)
Or is it lost, give up the ghost
And should I die all alone as I knew I would
(Then burn in hell, young sinner)
(Hey! Hey!)
(HA HA!)
If it was up to me
I would have figured you out
Way before the year clocked out
Oh, I hope you're waiting
Oh, I hope you're waiting
Listen well, will you marry me?
(Not now boy)
And are you wearing the suffering?
(You've been)
The most gracious of hosts
You may be invited, girl,
but you're not coming in
(Hey! Hey!)
If it were up to me
I would have figured you out
Way before the year clocked out
(Hey! Hey!)
If it was up to me
I would have never walked out
So until the sun burns out
Oh, I hope you're waiting
Listen well, will you marry me?
(Not now boy)
And are you wearing the suffering?
(You've been)
The most gracious of hosts
You may be invited, girl,
but you're not coming in
And you're not coming in...