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(Mike Wheeler, Andrea Wittgens, David Woods) Performed by: Mike Wheeler - vocals, guitar / Andrea Wittgens - vocals, organ / melaniejane - cello / Barrett Tasky - lap steel

Lyrics

I am just a young thing
Inside the picket fence
Mama n daddy love me
Best that church folk can

Do you believe in evil
Monsters underneath the bed
All you shiny darlings
There are demons lurkin’ round my head

I was born to love you
So why must I tear you apart
I should be dead for what I do
But I just gotta hold your heart

Father dug me a wishing well
Beneath our little home
This is how it all began
When I heard the sound of clicking bones

I will make an altar
So I can sit and stare
At seven skulls of school boys
In my black leather chair

I get drunk to get it done
I get drunk to kill you, love
Lay down pretty for the Polaroid
I’ll never get enough

Do you believe in evil
Monsters underneath the bed
All you shiny darlin’s
Let me look inside your head

I was born to love you
So why must I tear you apart
I should be dead for what I do
But I just gotta hold your heart
I should be dead for what I do
But I just gotta hold your heart

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