The Willing Well III: Apollo II: The Telling Truth - Explicit Album Version

In the worst of all your fears
You have come so far to hear
That in turn they've showered your name
As the laughing stock
Now by fire you must hang
As my word holds course through vein
You will walk to the end of days

I'll gravitate towards you
I will, in the now, hate you
Oh woah-oh, whoa-oh
Oh woah-oh, whoa-oh
These days are numbered
This close encounter
To the heartland, through the madness

I'll make you wish you hadn't burned our time before
I'll live through this in a manner cursed at my own accord
(I don't want to go)
So come on, bitch, why aren't you laughing now?
(You left me here to fend on my own)
So cry on, bitch, why aren't you laughing now?

In my presence you will make sure the fiction meets its fate
That death will grace your face, my dear character
Through these lessons you have learned
All the worlds from here must burn
For as God demands that the end, we miss

I'll make you wish you hadn't burned our time before
I'll live through this in a manner cursed at my own accord
(I don't want to go)
So come on, bitch, why aren't you laughing now?
(You left me here to fend on my own)
So cry on, bitch, why aren't you laughing now?
Oh woah-oh, whoa-oh

If my shame spills our worth across this floor
Oh woah-oh, whoa-oh
Then tonight, goodnight, I'm burning Star IV
Only, I don't even think of you
No, I don't wanna think of you anymore
Goodnight, tonight, goodbye
Goodnight, tonight, goodbye

If then, should they come home
With failed attempt we'll know
I won't leave a stone unturned
These worlds will surely

(Burn) wait, wait
Wait, wait
Wait, wait
Wait, wait
Wait, wait
Wait, wait
What did I do to
To deserve all of you?

Jesse, bad boy!
Just come look at what your brother did
To that girl's precious little whore of a body
Jesse, bad boy!
Just come look at what your brother did
To that girl's precious little whore of a body, now

Jesse!
Just come look at what your brother did
To that girl's precious little whore of a body, now
Jesse!
Just come look at what your brother did
To that girl's precious little whore of a body, now

I'll make you wish you hadn't burned our time before
I'll live through this in a manner cursed at my own accord
(I don't want to go)
So come on, bitch, why aren't you laughing now?
(You left me here to fend on my own)
So cry on, bitch, why aren't you laughing now?
Oh woah-oh, whoa-oh

If my shame spills our worth across this floor
Oh woah-oh, whoa-oh
Then tonight, goodnight, I'm burning Star IV
Only, I don't even think of you
No, I don't wanna think of you anymore
Goodnight, tonight, goodbye
Goodnight, tonight, goodbye

Woah-oh, oh-woah, woah-oh, oh-woah oh
Woah-oh, oh-woah, woah-oh, oh-woah oh-oh

But, I don't wanna think of you
No, girl, I don't wanna think of you anymore
Goodnight, tonight, goodbye
Goodnight, tonight, goodbye