Text: The Pains Of Being Pure At Heart. 103.

you can pray all day to satan
you can drive pretty fast
you can drink with your prescriptions
but it never comes to pass

i know you don't believe me
but you're gonna see, you're gonna see
one hundred and three

you can make marks with a razor
choke out on the bed
but do you feel a sense of failure
when you just can't end up dead?

how can I get it through to you?
i just don't think your death wish
is gonna come, is gonna come true