Blood on the marquee

Verse 1 Flashbulbs cut like knives in my eyes Crowd’s chanting my name like a battle cry Cheap champagne tastes like rust and smoke And I’m choking on the dream I wrote Pre-Chorus They don’t want the bruises They just want the flame But you spit through the static And call me by my name Chorus You’re the only one who sees the cracks in my skin When the world just wants the mask and the mannequin This fame’s a cage with gold-plated bars But you don’t give a damn about the god they made me You see the blood on the marquee Verse 2 Every photo’s a coffin with my face in frame They love the wreckage but they don’t know the pain My voice is shredded on the stones I’ve swallowed But yours cuts through like a hand to follow Pre-Chorus They don’t want the bleeding They just want the show But you’re standing in the shadows Where the real things grow Chorus You’re the only one who sees the cracks in my skin When the world just wants the mask and the mannequin This fame’s a cage with gold-plated bars But you don’t give a damn about the god they made me You see the blood on the marquee Bridge Tear the lights down, let the speakers bleed If I burn out here, you’re all I’ll need When the crown slips off and the wolves move in You’re still the only place I’ve ever been Final Chorus You’re the only one who sees the cracks in my skin When the world just wants the mask and the mannequin This fame’s a cage with gold-plated bars But you don’t give a damn about the god they made me You see the blood on the marquee Outro (screamed) You see me. Not the ghost they want me to be.