Jesus Christ that's a pretty face
The kind you'd find on someone I could save
If they don't put me away
Well it'll be a miracle
Do you believe you're missing out
That everything good is happening somewhere else
But with nobody in your bed
The night's hard to get through
And I will die all alone
And when I arrive I won't know anyone
Well Jesus Christ I'm alone again
So what did you do those three days you were dead
Cause this problem's gonna last more than the weekend
Well Jesus Christ I'm not scared to die
I'm a little bit scared of what comes after
Do I get the gold chariot
Do I float through the ceiling
Do I divide and fall apart
Cause my pride is too sly to hold back all my dark
And the ship went down in sight of land
And at the gates does Thomas ask to see my hands
I know you'll come in the night like a thief
But I've had some time alone to hold my lies inside me
I know you think that I'm someone you can trust
But I'm scared I'll get scared and I swear
I'll try to nail you back up
So do you think that we could work out a sign
So I'll know it's you and that it's over
So I won't even try
I know you'll come for the people like me
But we all got wood and nails
Tongue tied to a hating factory
But we all got wood and nails
Your tortured (and hanging) factory
Yeah we all got wood and nails
And we sleep inside of this machine