Sequin Secrets
Sippin' sodas after last call
There's an end to every season
Staying slicker than a rock wall
Won't catch me slippin over reason
One more for the old ways
They twist they turn but just won't go away
We're dressed up for Sunday
But I'll take your lies to-go with some champagne
Oh- one more for the old ways
Oh- I'll take my lies to-go with some champagne
Tell me Dear, you'll miss me often
Sequin secrets in your coffin
The bitter end to your untruth
Face your fears into the darkness
One spark roars into catharsis
I give my last goodbye to you
Change the name and miss the blowback
A suit and tie will get us everything we need
Hit the lights and get the show back
Fog 'em up and turn this church into a smoke stack
One more for the old ways
They twist they turn but just won't go away
We're dressed up for Sunday
But I'll take your lies to-go with some champagne
Oh- one more for the old ways
Oh- I'll take my lies to-go with some champagne
You're such a twisted fool
I got a new tattoo
Replace the other ones with scars that won't remind of you
We wander through the wood and willow branches bend to you-
Something I won't
Something I won't
Something I won't do
Tell me Dear, you'll miss me often
Sequin secrets in your coffin
The bitter end to your untruth
Face your fears into the darkness
One spark roars into catharsis
I give my last goodbye to you
There's an end to every season
Staying slicker than a rock wall
Won't catch me slippin over reason
One more for the old ways
They twist they turn but just won't go away
We're dressed up for Sunday
But I'll take your lies to-go with some champagne
Oh- one more for the old ways
Oh- I'll take my lies to-go with some champagne
Tell me Dear, you'll miss me often
Sequin secrets in your coffin
The bitter end to your untruth
Face your fears into the darkness
One spark roars into catharsis
I give my last goodbye to you
Change the name and miss the blowback
A suit and tie will get us everything we need
Hit the lights and get the show back
Fog 'em up and turn this church into a smoke stack
One more for the old ways
They twist they turn but just won't go away
We're dressed up for Sunday
But I'll take your lies to-go with some champagne
Oh- one more for the old ways
Oh- I'll take my lies to-go with some champagne
You're such a twisted fool
I got a new tattoo
Replace the other ones with scars that won't remind of you
We wander through the wood and willow branches bend to you-
Something I won't
Something I won't
Something I won't do
Tell me Dear, you'll miss me often
Sequin secrets in your coffin
The bitter end to your untruth
Face your fears into the darkness
One spark roars into catharsis
I give my last goodbye to you
Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Cooper
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