All I Want
All I want is a stick in the mud
Even if it’s flimsy I can pull myself up
All I need is a drop of your blood
Dried up in the bottom of a golden cup
You’re my dirty little secret; I’ll tuck you away
Then horde you for my boredom on a rainy day
I’ll throw away the world, grab a fistful of dirt
Then rub it in my weepy wounds and make them hurt

Do you wanna go drinkin’? Let’s meet at the bar
Then all the saints can pray for ye who play the guitar
Do you wanna die happy? Let’s get in the car
Then all the saints can pray for ye who play the guitar

Lord help me, and grant me the will
Keep me far away from the power of the thrill
The devil is a-lurking and he won’t let me be
Cause you’re the finest preacher that I ever did see
I was up above you, a trophy on a shelf
Till you spoke the words I whisper when I hate myself
So pour another round now, and don’t make a fuss
If hell hath a heaven there’s a place for us
Do you wanna go drinkin’? Let’s meet at the bar
Then all the saints can pray for ye who play the guitar
Do you wanna die happy? Let’s get in the car
Then all the saints can pray for ye who play the guitar

Oh, keep on looking at me
If I leave you drunk and lonely, this is my apology
Run away, then look back on my face
It’s white and stiff as plaster
Knowing you could be the master
Of a super fun disaster
Won’t you let me be?
Oh baby

Do you wanna go drinkin’? Let’s meet at the bar
Then all the saints can pray for ye who play the guitar
Do you wanna die happy? Let’s get in the car
Then all the saints can pray for ye who play the guitar