Not quite right - Crimson Carnival

[Act I] The gates are open wide And the paint is peeling thin You came for the glittered grin Now let the rot creep in Red velvet on the floor Rust on every chain The clown keeps counting names Like he knows your pain [Pre-Chorus] Step right up Hold your breath Feel that drum Inside your chest Step right up Do not run The pretty masks Have just begun [Chorus] We're all of the wrong kind of beautiful (We're all of the wrong kind of beautiful) Burning slow in the dying spotlight For your heart like a grave For your heart like a grave We go down, down to hell... ...tonight [Act II] A dancer in a cage With a smile too sharp to trust She bends the broken rules And makes the crowd applaud the dust The tamer strokes the air Like a prayer with dirty hands He feeds the wolves with candy And they rise up, starved and blind [Pre-Chorus] Step right up Hear the hiss Kiss the blade Then miss Step right up Taste the thrill Every sweet thing Turns you ill [Chorus] We're all of the wrong kind of beautiful (We're all of the wrong kind of beautiful) Burning low in the funeral spotlight For your heart like a grave For your heart like a grave We go down, down to hell... ...tonight [Bridge] If you hear the organ cry Do not answer when it calls The mirrors learn your face Then they feed it to the walls If you want the pretty lie Take the lantern, take the key But the ones who shine the most Are the ones who cannot leave [Final Chorus] We're all of the wrong kind of beautiful (We're all of the wrong kind of beautiful) Burning slow in the bright black light For your heart like a grave For your heart like a grave We go down, we go down tonight We're all of the wrong kind of beautiful (We're all of the wrong kind of beautiful) You can watch us from the throne For your heart like a grave For your heart like a grave We were made to take you home