Great Health - Stitches Lyrics

You see to be pretty good at this sort of thing. Yes

Sowing all my faults like blankets and quilts
Pretending your worth more then you can till
Somebody scattered my feelings again
Yeah, somebody put that brick in your hands

You can believe royalty runs under your skin
But can your pride make me whole again
If I bought some nails and crafted wood from a tree
Could you rise in three days walking next to me

Too too many holes in the pipe outside
Oh the empire is weak but she boasts in her might
Pillows down my shirt, yeah, fill up my sleeves
We'll fake it all the way

Till you don't get the job
Till she stands you up
And leaves you on the street

Suing all my friends over their bad days
Yeah, taking my time to part our ways
If I said I wouldn't sleep with your mistakes
Then how could I kiss a broken face

Till you don't get the job
Till she stands you up
And leaves you on the street

There won't be far to much to say, at heaven's pearly closing gate
For the sake of a joke you've come undone, too fortunate child of luck
Born out of need, a need for love
Into the hands that nature bought
You're coming undone
Because you're just worth too much, for regular muck