Old Glory

Come on & make me live

I can't seem to do it for me.

I'm starving to death

Going down in glory

Glory... No God forgave

There is no end for me

Buried in boxes & sympathies, yeah

Tell your great big lies to me

I'm going down in glory

Where's your pills?

You perfect home?

Your regret?

You fucking humility?

Where's your prise?

Where's your daughter?

Your lies & my broken home?

Burn me once, shame on you

Burn me twice, shame on me

I won't be on your doorstep, lady

I'm going down in glory