What you hold dear
Starts to disappear
You can tell what you trust
By the things that you feared
You can look for me baby
But baby I'll be long gone
I warned you
You white washed tunes
Flee from the wrath
As all men do
You can look for me baby
But baby I'll be long gone
Everybody knows
Everybody knows
That I'm the fight that can only end in blows
You can say I show to go
Or that I only go to shows
You can give my regards
To your house of cards
Your dead end stars
And your pharisee shards
You can look for me baby
But baby I'll be long