STAY

SAY IT
YOU'RE PANDERING
YOU FOUND YOU'RE LACKING YOUR WORDS
CELIBATE
I SAID STAY
YOU'RE STAGGERING
PRIVATE AFFAIR
BACK AND FORTH AGAIN

WHEN YOU CALL IT BAD
LET ME HOLD YOUR BAGS
LET ME HOLD THE LINE
BEFORE THE BRINE GETS STALE
IM'MA TALK IN BRAILLE
'BOUT THE LOUDEST TALE
ONLY ONE YOU LOVE
YOU'RE HOLDING ALL THAT BAD
BAD...
STRAY FROM THE LOUD
FOR THE CALM SHOUT IT NOW
THAT YOU'RE RED
SOUND OUT
FOR THE CAUSE AND BLOODY MESS

AND YOUR BEDSIDE MANNER IS LACKING IN THE COLD
YOUR BEDSIDE MANNER IS LACKING IN THE COLD
GRAB YOUR COAT AND MEET ME SOUTH END OF THE BAR
WE'LL COME ALONE
THICKER SNOW TO SHOVE ALONG
IT COULDN'T GIVE ITSELF A HOME

BACK AND FORTH AGAIN
SECOND MIND LOCK IN
SETS IN FINE FOR KIN
BACK AND FORTH AGAIN