Bulletproof And Bleeding

Would you fuck yourself for money?
Would you kill me for my own good?
Would you slap your sister if she asked you to?
I’ve seen your work, I guess you would
And you’re here waiting for the rapture
Well, you best staying overnight
Hey, are you coming 'round?
Hey, are you coming 'round?
Hey, are you coming 'round?
I thought you might
And you your bulletproof and bleeding
Say you’re dirty, now you’re not
And you walk around town with your Jackie-o halo
And that’s all you’ve got
People like you, is that all you ever need?
And you’re here waiting for the rapture
And me, I’m praying there’s a dawn
Hey, are you coming 'round?
Hey, are you coming 'round?
Hey, are you coming 'round?
Or are you gone?
Well, everybody loves the man on a cliff
Some hope for heroes
Most of us beg for blood
And we’ll all stay to see if he falls
No one stays to pick him up
Much too busy for his rapture
And we can catch it on the news tonight instead
Yeah
Hey, are you coming 'round?
Hey, are you coming 'round?
Hey, are you coming 'round?
Or are you dead?
Or are you dead?
I heard you were dying
I think it might be true
I heard you were dying
Good for you
I hope you’re dead
I hope you’re dead