Rotting Floorboards Video (MV)

From the outside, looking in
A mansion made mostly of bad bones and skin
In the blink of an eye twilight turns to midnight
And before you can object you find you're being led in
Welcome home to this ghostly abode
Where the cold cuts through and the night takes hold
We've never known a thing without the darkness within
So you might as well surrender carefully step in
Rotting floorboards creak underneath your feet
Walking slow toward another doorway
Disregard moldy stenches if you breathe too deep
When stopping and smelling revolting bouquets
Somehow trapped in empty vases
Eternally
Immortally imprisoned to the power
Of the house we're dwelling in
Nothing falls down in quite the same way
Nothing falls down like the house that Jack made
Nothing falls down in quite the same way
Nothing falls down like the house that Jack made
Nothing falls down in quite the same way
Nothing falls down like the house that Jack made
Nothing falls down in quite the same way
Nothing falls down like the house that Jack made
Centuries pass at the drop of a hat
Your coat full of holes when the cold breaks in
But nothing falls down like the house that Jack built
Nothing falls down like the house that Jack built
Stately, paint peels and it reeks of sulfur
Fumes fill the air and then choke each other
Saintly, fake deals reign still
Stained sheets offer nirvana scrawled on the wall
These lame heels that can't walk are put down
But fame heals the catwalk just don't look
Down on me
Don't let the pieces of this broken home
Come down on me
Nothing falls down in quite the same way
Nothing falls down like the house that Jack made
Nothing falls down in quite the same way
Nothing falls down like the house that Jack made
Nothing falls down in quite the same way
Nothing falls down like the house that Jack made
Nothing falls down in quite the same way
Nothing falls down like the house that Jack made