Did you ever really think that you'd
Expose the truth that paints the page?
And in their asking, did you see their lie
The motive, true and earnest side?

For in the morning should they wake up
I'll see them precious in their sleep
Every step should break the same
With every move and every need

So run, little children, play
I'll leave the light off to turn your mother on
So run, little children, play
I'll leave the light off to turn your mother on

Could you ever really wish of them
One of your games and counts of truth
With every moment you'll trace the doubt
And of the premise, what about?

Will they ever really see her mend or
Does it matter now from then?
What of the love for once pronounced?
And of this love or loss without?

So run, little children, play
I'll leave the light off to turn your mother on
So run, little children, play
I'll leave the light off to turn your mother on

I should have known
God only knows when your word isn't pure
And the blood on your hands isn't yours
I won't believe any word that you tell
And I won't drink the blood if it spills

So give them the story they want you to
Give them the story they want
A kiss to you, girl
Before you fall down and leave me

So give them the story they want you to
Give them the story they want
A kiss to you, girl
Before you fall down and leave me

So give them the story they want you to
Before you leave me
So give them the story they want you to
Before you leave me
So give them the story they want you to
Before you leave me
So give them the story they want you to
Before you leave me
So give them the story they want you to
Before you leave me

God only knows when your word isn't pure
And the blood on your hands isn't yours
I won't believe any word that you tell
And I won't drink the blood if it spills

God only knows when your word isn't pure
And the blood on your hands isn't yours
I won't believe any word that you tell
And I won't drink the blood if it spills