Glassjaw

Fraudulent miracles make miracles sinches,
the Rice paper princess, get two for her flinches,

Fuck you, in the midst above perfection,
Rain on the parade, made this crowning day the
horns on the hood of a saint,

Fuck you, and never the two shall meet,
Said the tiger to its greatest fan,
The amount of love you wish to give is more than I can stand,

And now you leave me in defeat,
leave me a battered broken man,
The amount of love you wish to give is more than I can stand,

And now I have you where I want you,
I know that you are listening,
This is my chance to tell you everything,

My chance to tell you I love you,
But I’ve waited to long,
And now the records over,
Now the records over…

Fuck you...