Sacred Heart (Sacre Coeur)

From the gutter, the diamond seemed far to bright to see The gleaming eyes always tend to turn away, just turn away Every innocent wish has granted tragedy And our hands have since been soild in the blackest of coal Most days I'd sit and wish for this place to fall into the bay, Its greatest offense being thievery A nightmare awakaned by the boundless waters Will see a broken vow thrust ino the arms of hell bound cowards And I've found the perfect accessory to that beautiful gown The handsome ghost of me Most days I'd sit and wish for this place to fall into the bay, Its greatest offense being thievery And I will wash away the sins of former lovers A trail of stillborn conquest in my wake, tonight Take this four fingered salute I gave the fifth for you, my dear May it beckon you to the salts below Most days I'd sit and wish for this place to fall into the bay, Its greatest offense being thievery