Composer: Tyler Mitchell Blakslee, Mike Reed, Dan Jaquint, Jared Nisch, Michael Teager
Lyrics
Sell me the tiresome wish of "disappear"
Sell my body to the rats
Cut me a piece of that pie you call a crooked heart
The gentleman's road is rough one
Sunbathe with the liars
I am no longer a man
You lit the street lamps with your wicked talk
And I told you the truth this time last year
Cut me a piece of that pie you call a crooked heart
'Cause I'm sick of these goddamn ghost parades
Sunbathe with the liars
Sunbathe with the sinners
Sunbathe with the liars
I am no longer a man
I hear them weeping
I hear them praying
Calling me golden
Calling me a crooked heart