Suicidal Evangelist
I can read the paper
In a thousand different ways
And I can tell you how I'm feeling
But only when I'm on stage
And I can tell it's understood,
'Cause I can hear it in your smile
Curving round your words
And downwards in a spiral
Those big container ships
You never see 'em move
But you turn away to talk
And they're right in front of you
I cherry picked the fights
I was willing to ignite
A suicidal evangelist
Took me for a ride
It's not what I wanted, but I think this will do
I flew like an anvil before I found you
I was sick of the comforts the stains on my hands
But when I crawl up beside you I start to make plans
And I think of myself now as what you tell me you see
I don't cry in the morning and I smile when I sleep
The cold snap of those lights as I walk through the dark
I forget all those old lines 'cause I got a new part
Now when I see that old stranger
He goes to tip his hat
Looks around to check the time
And disappears just like that
I get to cherry pick the nights
I extend the invites
Dear suicidal evangelist
You're full of shit and I won't die
It's not what I wanted, but I think this will do
I flew like an anvil before I found you
I was sick of the comforts the stains on my hands
But when I crawl up beside you I start to make plans
And I think of myself now as what you tell me you see
I don't cry in the morning 'cause I like what I see
The cold snap of those lights as I walk through the dark
I forget all those old lines 'cause I got a new part
Look suicidal evangelist, there's no more room in my heart
There's no more room in my heart
There's no more room in my heart
There's no more room in my heart
There's no more room in my heart
There's no more room in my heart
There's no more room in my heart
There's no more room in my heart
There's no more room in my heart
In a thousand different ways
And I can tell you how I'm feeling
But only when I'm on stage
And I can tell it's understood,
'Cause I can hear it in your smile
Curving round your words
And downwards in a spiral
Those big container ships
You never see 'em move
But you turn away to talk
And they're right in front of you
I cherry picked the fights
I was willing to ignite
A suicidal evangelist
Took me for a ride
It's not what I wanted, but I think this will do
I flew like an anvil before I found you
I was sick of the comforts the stains on my hands
But when I crawl up beside you I start to make plans
And I think of myself now as what you tell me you see
I don't cry in the morning and I smile when I sleep
The cold snap of those lights as I walk through the dark
I forget all those old lines 'cause I got a new part
Now when I see that old stranger
He goes to tip his hat
Looks around to check the time
And disappears just like that
I get to cherry pick the nights
I extend the invites
Dear suicidal evangelist
You're full of shit and I won't die
It's not what I wanted, but I think this will do
I flew like an anvil before I found you
I was sick of the comforts the stains on my hands
But when I crawl up beside you I start to make plans
And I think of myself now as what you tell me you see
I don't cry in the morning 'cause I like what I see
The cold snap of those lights as I walk through the dark
I forget all those old lines 'cause I got a new part
Look suicidal evangelist, there's no more room in my heart
There's no more room in my heart
There's no more room in my heart
There's no more room in my heart
There's no more room in my heart
There's no more room in my heart
There's no more room in my heart
There's no more room in my heart
There's no more room in my heart
Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Bailey Stewart
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