Composer: Sean Garner, Justin Smith, Erik Olsen, Mike Ross
Lyrics
Well, every step you take is like you're on a runway
Come with me and every day could be your birthday
Plunging necklines and subtle devices
You get the fame before you know what the price is
Oooh, say you won't
Leave a mark on that beautiful throat
I came to see about you, you'd rather be alone
Queen of the fallen on a crumbling throne
A fever dream, a ray of hope
It's so far and it's been so, so long
The sweetest cream, the cruelest blow
The night is cold and it's a long, long way home
And very later now it only comes in flashes
How they burned you alive just to pacify the masses
Subterfuges and contract clauses
The jig is up before you know what the song is
Who says you won't
Breathe your last at the end of a rope
And such a heavy price to pay the balance owed
Grab the bottle, hit the throttle, and I'll see you below
A fever dream, a ray of hope
It's so far and it's been so, so long
The sweetest cream, the cruelest blow
The night is cold and it's a long, long way home
A fever dream, a ray of hope
It's so far and it's been so, so long
The sweetest cream, the cruelest blow
The night is cold and it's a long, long way home