Cold Hands
by AFI

How I regret what I must do
But you've left me no choice
Though I still strain I
Can't recall the beauty of your fey voice

Now that I've heard come through the walls
A song I've heard many times
I must return all you gave me
In the company of the swine

We had found
Sacred ground
Oh, we had found
Sacred ground
You burnt down

I thought you sang, so tastefully
But now I see, I was wrong
Your serenade turns to filth
When I leave, so please,
Cut the love song

How I regret what I must do
But you must be replaced
For I cannot go on
Suffering such simple and common taste

When you met my eyes, you sang to me
Passion, pain, and will
When I blinked, you turned away
To kiss the hand of filth

We had found
Sacred ground
Oh we had found
Sacred ground
I'll burn down

I thought you sang so tastefully
But now I see, I was wrong
Your serenade turns to filth
When I leave, so please,
Cut the love song

Tell me who
Will hear
Your voice, your song
When the smoke has cleared
And the lights are gone?
Tell me ,who appears,
When I'm gone?

I thought you sang so tastefully
But now I see, I was wrong
Your serenade turns to filth
When I leave, so please,
Cut the love song

I thought you sang so tastefully
But now, I see, I was wrong
Your serenade turns to filth
When I leave, so please,
Cut the love song

Cut the love song

Cut the love song
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Lyrics submitted by Elayna Brooke.