Sir Thomas More Songtext

Dan Craig

von The Accidents EP

Sir Thomas More Songtext
With your soul so bent under a crown
Do you even have one real friend around
With your ears beneath the mess you're in
You tell yourself it's worth it just for Anne Boleyn
You took the reins of such a royal thirst
But you swore you'd be a husband first

Oh, you come beating on your chest
Singing sweet self-righteousness
When we both know it isn't true
Now you're asking for my name
Oh Henry, what a shame
I just can't say the words you want me to

So you brought me here to justify
Going left when the road turns right
When you know the rules, you've seen the proof
Way before you saw her bathing on the roof
Now your reasons don't stand up so tough
When the truth is you don't love your wife enough

Oh, you come beating on your chest
Singing sweet self-righteousness
When we both know it isn't true
Now you're asking for my name
Oh Henry, what a shame
I just can't say the words you want me to

I wish you could
I wish you could
I wish you could tell when you lie to yourself
I wish you could
I wish you could
I wish you could see what I'm seeing so well
I wish you could
I wish you could
I wish you could tell when you lie to yourself
I wish you could
I wish you could
I wish you could see what I'm seeing so well

It's not okay
It's not okay
It's not okay

You pay a choir to sing your innocents
They come with volume not river
And our words may sound like civil war
But i swear I've never loved you more

Oh, you come beating on your chest
Singing sweet self-righteousness
When we both know it isn't true
Now you're asking for my name
Oh Henry, what a shame
I just can't say the words you want me to
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