This is what i get, i think its pretty accurate.
God rest his head Sunday Afternoon
The wicked in me, is surely wicked in you
Pray to a ghost that we never met
Time turns for a cure and the scientists for
Madness, madness of the heart
But she knew it; you knew it from the start
____ will tell us no tall tales this spring
My eyes? saw the chaos that started everything
Maybe it's ___, the sadness takes hold
Still stars? through a window will they ever know this
Madness, madness of the heart
But she knew it; you knew it from the start
There's a madness, a madness of a heart
But she knew it; you knew it from the start
Stare? a secret smile into a sunbeam
There's nothing more than a daydream
Colored stained glass cathedral
confess a past that will let you go.
God rest his hand Sunday Afternoon
The wicked in me is surely coming through
Pray to a ghost that I’ve never met
_________ some way out of this mess
It's the heart, It's the heart
There's a madness, a madness in the stars
But you knew it; you knew it from the start
Mmmhmmm
What do you think guys?