Lyrics

Let me introduce myself you might have heard of me The biggest bastard you'll ever meet The ego has landed, the golden god cometh The man, the myth, the legend, the dream You've been letting your mouth run a little too much You've delivered your own eulogy But you can think of death as the lesser of two evils When the only other option is me When you get to the other side and they ask you how you came Tell them I sent you, they'll know the name Welcome home, come on in, to the house of broken bones You've got a permanent reservation for the worst pain you've ever known With your glass-jaw grin and paper thin skin, squeezing the blood from the stone If you swing for the king and miss you'll wake up in the house of broken bones You say if you were me you'd think about running You know how to make a man like me weep But if I were you, you'd be much better looking Son there are no other men like me I've been called a sinner, a devil, a disaster But everyone's been led astray I'm more saintly than any man you care to name When people see me coming they pray When you get to the other side and they ask you how you came Tell them I sent you, they'll know the name Welcome home, come on in, to the house of broken bones You've got a permanent reservation for the worst pain you've ever known With your glassjaw grin and paper thin skin, squeezing the blood from the stone If you swing for the king and miss you'll wake up in the house of broken bones There'll be tears before bedtime, better dry your eyes 'Cause I am what goes bump in the night You can leave here easy or leave horizontal Your next of kin can kiss your arse goodbye Welcome home, come on in, to the house of broken bones You've got a permanent reservation for the worst pain you've ever known With your glassjaw grin and paper thin skin, squeezing the blood from the stone If you swing for the king and miss you'll wake up in the house of broken bones
Writer(s): James Gordon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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