Em D/F# (x4)

1. Vacate is the word

Vengeance has no place so near to her

Cannot find the comfort in this world

Artificial tear

Vessel stabbed, next up, volunteers

Vulnerable, wisdom can't adhere

A truant finds home and a

Wish to hold on but there's a

Trapdoor in the sun immortality

2. As privileged as a whore

Victims in demand for public show

Swept out through the cracks beneath the door

Holier than thou, how

Surrendered, executed, anyhow

Scrawl dissolved, cigar box on the floor

A truant finds home and I

Wish to hold on, too, but saw the

Trapdoor in the sun

Em D/F# (8x)

Immortality

3. I cannot stop the thought of

Running in the dark

Coming up a which way sign

All good truants must decide

Oh stripped and sold mom

Auctioned forearm and

Whiskers in the sink

Truants move on

Cannot stay long

Some die just to live