Costume

Ya got it back The real you c quiet heart Without a clue The court is cold I shiver too The judge he likes The works you do Put on your boots Put on your hat Put on a costume Pretend your bad But I know you cnd God does too We will haunt you. I always knew You could sell a lie You doubt my faith I doubt your tries The birds are out Their out to dry Hanging on Those city vines Put on your boots Put on your hat Put on a costume Pretend your bad But I know you cnd God does too We will haunt you Yah, we will haunt you. Practice practice all that you'll say To show the world that you're not to blame But I'm the jury, you're on the stand So be damned. So be damned