Daylight Bombings

The air raids at night are keeping things serene
 The president's men are closing in on me
 And the crosshair grin you hold me in
 Still does not propose an argument
 Convincing me to shed the devil's clothes
 Electrodes to spine, it's tonguing my wounds clean
 That's when the nightmare stops, oh yeah
 I had a dream, I had a dream it went
 I shackled to the lover of another in a chapel so pristine
 Well, Baptized at atheists, I never felt to clean
 The more I hear doves cry, the less I want to fly
 The more I hear them crying out
 When does the seizure end?
 When does the cyanide kick in?
 I'd like to hike you up over the
 Waste of love and back again
 Oh my mistress, whoa, sweet distress
 Your dress is bringing it all back to me
 And we are closer than whores
 Caught up in a roundabout in Hell
 Twilight isn't in the dark on this one
 You can play me out on the hotel floor
 Twilight isn't in the dark on this one
 You can play me out
 The more I hear doves cry, the less I want to fly
 The more I hear those doves crying
 This is where the plot thickens
 Not behind the ribs but below the truth
 You can use your sleuth
 'Cause I'm begging for proof
 This is where the plot thickens
 Not behind the ribs but below the truth
 You can use your sleuth
 'Cause I'm begging for proof, begging for proof
 When does the seizure end?
 When does the cyanide kick in?
 I'd like to hike you up over the
 Waste of love and back again
 Oh my mistress, whoa sweet distress
 Your dress is bringing it all back to me
 And we are closer than whores
 Caught up in a roundabout
 No need to run away
 The pig was snuffed and laid
 We saw this happening all on the front page
 This is the last time we bet on landmines
 We've got a lot riding on this one
 So save your bullets for the call back
 We've got a lot riding on this one
 Don't turn your back till you see the blood flow back