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And open up a crimson slur you spread each time you kiss
The broken boy you bargain with, to turn back to the man
That you fell in love with once but never saw again

Is he in there? Do you think he drowned to death?
Well, it's his decision to show his face again

You grind your tired teeth and curse the day that you were born
To a sunken line of Irish wives a million miles long
Devoted to the suffering, they're certain they deserve
A husband's a cross to bear worry lines and a silver string of hair

Come too early, come to steal your sainted youth
Well, it's your decision to stay or else to move

And I'm not a man of faith, no gospel oak for me
But you wear a crucifix to broadcast your beliefs
And the God I've read about can't go where he's not asked to go
So you've got a choice to make, shut him out, save yourself or sit and wait

But you're waiting on a man who will not move
So you must move for him and do what he can't do

'Cause it's worth it, that's the one life you can change
And I'm sorry sister, but it has to end this way
Yeah, it's scary sister but tomorrow's just too late
So stand up sister there's an albatross to shake

And open up a crimson slur you spread each time you kiss
The broken boy you bargain with, to turn back to the man