Текст песни Hell - The Pains of Being Pure At Heart
Aren't
you
tired
of
the
way
boys
who
feel
feel?
All
folded
arms
and
compliments
In
pain
to
feign
their
innocence
When
what
they
really
want
is
What
you
really
want
is
Not
written
on
the
bathroom
stall
Or
pleasures
more
mechanical
or
manual
It's
worse
than
them
all
In
the
kilt
that
you
kept
Out
of
guilt
that
you
let
All
your
fathers
down
You
were
bold
for
a
joke
But
it
went
too
well
Now
you're
going
to
hell
You
could
lie
to
me
now
but
you
won't
I
could
try
to
be
shy
but
I'm
not
Cuz
where
you're
going
I
want
to
be
there
And
there's
no
use
stopping
When
the
flames
jump
so
near
In
the
street
where
we
met
After
everyone
left
You
wouldn't
say
goodbye
You
were
bold
for
a
joke
But
it
went
too
well
Now
you're
going
to
hell
You
can
dance
on
a
Saturday
night
Till
the
light's
come
on
and
the
morning's
young
But
when
church
bells
ring,
you'll
go
off
to
him
And
tell
everything.
I
know
you
had
such
good
intentions
When
you
took
my
idle
hand
What
came
next,
well
I
think
you
can
guess
It
doesn't
end
well
We're
going
to
hell.
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