x G# B I fell out of heaven C# E to be with you in hell G# B my sin's not quite seven C# E nothing much to tell lust I haven't craved a sainted boy I'm not I take it to my grave a side cursed on rot I ride these ropes alone beneath the sulfur sky everywhere I roam life is one big lie when the fireball goes down out by LA waste I come into town but only for a day if starving in bed means I pray for you to understand the man sure is sleek but lost was my hand I struggle and I cry I pounce with no revenge at least I never lied or took the truth to rail
