And would you pray for me?
You don't know a thing about my sins
How the misery begins
Or make a saint of me?
You don't know
So I'm burning, I'm burning
And will you lay for me?
You don't know a thing about my sins
How the misery begins
Or make a saint?
You don't know
Cause I'm burning, I'm burning
Cause I'll give you all the nails you need
I'm burning, I'm burning again
Cover me in gasoline again
I'm at this old hotel
But can't tell if I've been breathing or sleeping
Or screaming or waiting for the man to call
And maybe all of the above
Cause mostly I've been sprawled on these cathedral steps
While spitting out the blood and screaming
"Someone save us!"