This is where we leave our opening scene,nAdmiring the world from down on our knees.nnI’m golden tongued and I’m silver in sounds,nI’m un-even knots,nI’m broken vows.nnSo wait,nIn the corners of the wings,nKeep waiting!nWhere the sycophants all sing with curses in the wings,nAnd there’s a culprit in the pulpit and he’s singing just for me…nAnd there’s a culprit in the pulpit and she’s singing just for me…nn“Let’s make a toast to the queen of Vanity,nWhile you’re dressed up in your jealousy,nI’ve taken to the stage and danced away my days,nWith a girl by the name of Tragedy”nnThere’s a place out west that I belong,nIn 3 weeks, 5 days, I’ll be gone.nnOpen roads are open graves,nI’m crimson red,nI’m epitaph on page.nnI’ve staked the heart,nI’ve tasted cheap,nI’m copper charm,nI’m diamond ring.nnIt’s curtain call we all sing…nn“Let’s make a toast to the queen of Vanity,nWhile you’re dressed up in your jealousy,nI’ve taken to the stage and danced away my days,nWith a girl by the name of Tragedy”