The Cage - Johnny Hates Jazz

For years, I’ve seen you fighting

Against your heart

Living like you’re dying

So far from the sun

Waiting for a guardian angel

To lead you through the dangers

That lie ahead on your way

Towards tomorrow’s arms

Tears have turned from sweet to sour and hours to days

You’re hiding yourself away

From our cruel world’s embrace

And as your days turn to weeks

You’ll cry yourself to sleep

In the cage

We all have our fears, but yours are

The scariest of them all

Lift your head and let us taste

The horror you adore

And it all starts to makes sense

All the blood wisely shed

Just wait until the cure comes knocking on your door

Tears have turned from sweet to sour and hours to days

You’re hiding yourself away

From our cruel world’s embrace

And as your days turn to weeks

You’ll cry yourself to sleep

In the cage you’re locked in

Tears have turned from sweet to sour and hours to days

You’re hiding yourself away

From our cruel world’s embrace

And as your days turn to weeks

You’ll cry yourself to sleep

In the cage

And as your days turn to weeks

You’ll cry yourself to sleep

In the cage you’ve locked yourself in