Cheap Tragedies

The doors flew open and the people crowded in

They said, we can't wait for your show to start

And their bodies flew the only way they knew

They're coming straight for the center of my heart

I see your face and I've memorized it

I see your life, I recognize all your petty jealousies

Your hidden tragedies, your bitter memories

They'll be the death of you yet, oh

They'll be the death of you yet, oh

Now you look down and there's blood on your hands

Your frustration went out of control

Well, it's your nightmare and it's your life

Go on home now, go to bed, go to sleep and dream

You see your face don't you even recognize it?

You see your life you've memorized all those petty jealousies

Those hidden tragedies, those bitter memories

They'll be the death of you yet, oh

They'll be the death of you yet, oh

They'll be the death of you yet

You see your face don't you even recognize it?

You see your life you've memorized all those petty jealousies

Those hidden tragedies, those bitter memories

They'll be the death of you yet, oh

They'll be the death of you yet, oh

They'll be the death of you yet, oh

They'll be the death of you yet, oh

They'll be the death of you yet