Intro

The carnival gate swings open wide

Red paper moons are turning outside

You brought your grin, I brought the flame

Tonight the graveyard learns your name

Verse 1

Tin crowns clatter on the chapel floor

Little black boots kick through the door

A paper bride with a crooked veil

Leads the parade down a crooked trail

The mayor's statue lost its head

Someone stitched a rose where the mouth once bled

We raise our glasses, count to four

Then kick the coffin through the kitchen door

Pre-Chorus

No tears, no prayer, no turning back

We paint our hearts pitch black