Verse 1 Paper lights and aluminum skies Someone’s selling echoes in jars Carousel coughing up fireflies Fortune told by a man with no arms Pre-Chorus Every mirror owes me a face Every clock is losing the race Chorus Welcome to the broken carnival Where the tickets bite your hands Every ride is mechanical Every dream is contraband Verse 2 Popcorn snow in the middle of June Cotton candy full of keys Saw a prophet in a cheap costume Said the future’s on its knees Chorus Welcome to the broken carnival… Bridge (quiet) If you hear the music backwards It knows your name Final Chorus (huge) Welcome to the broken carnival…
