""Oooooooh Leave all your errors graces at the cemetery gates Beneath the bones and blood we're much the same The spoils of all too much to hold in these lackluster hands That close around my neck as here I stand Oooooooh Oooooooh Small fortunes left to lose and yet these bullets haunted proof That fame or something else has got my back Sentimental as ever I'll find some new excuse to hide under Oooooooh All the errors and all the graces Oooooooh Couldn't change how much I hate this House stripped bare Not just a will and testament Filed away lest I forget Not just a will and testament Filed away lest I forget Oooooooh All the errors and all the graces Oooooooh Couldn't change how much I hate it Oooooooh Parting ways with empty houses Happily and disaster steeped Half for you and half for me Happily and disaster steeped Oooooooh Oooooooh""