Everybody Scream

I crawled up from under the earth

Broken nails and coughing dirt

Spitting out my songs so you could sing along oh

And with each bedraggled breath

I knew I came back from the dead

To show you how it's done

To show you what it takes to conquer and to crucify

To become one of the greats

One of the greats

I kept a scream inside my chest

Killed everyone I'd ever kissed

Hung them on the wall like trophies

Each name a stain upon my lips

I told the truth but could never see it through

You see yourself hung on the wall

But that song is not about you

I wrote down all my fumbling visions transmitted via television

Got everything I thought I wanted

And cried hungover in a hotel closet

Did I get it right?

Do I win the prize?

Do you regret bringing me back to life?

Arms outstretched

Back from the dead

Streetlights bursting overhead

Arms outstretched, back from the dead

Streetlights bursting overhead

I did my best

Tried to impress

My childhood dream made flesh

And my dresses and my flowering sadness

So like a woman to profit from her madness

I was only beautiful under the lights

Only powerful there

Oh, burned down at 36

Why did you dig me up for this?

Arms outstretched

Back from the dead

Streetlights bursting overhead

Arms outstretched

Back from the dead

Streetlights bursting overhead

You'll bury me again

You'll say it's all pretend

That I could never be great being held up against such male tastes

'Cause who really gets to be one of the greats

One of the greats

But I've really done it this time

This one is all mine

I'll be up there with the men and the ten other women

In The 100 Greatest Records of All Time

It must be nice to be a man and make boring music just because you can

Now don't get me wrong

I'm a fan

You're my second-favourite front man

And you could have me if you weren't so afraid of me

It's funny how men don't find power very sexy

So this one's for the ladies

Do I drive you crazy?

Did I get it right?

Did I get it right?

Do I win the prize?

Do you regret bringing me back to life?

Did I get it right?

Do I win the prize?

Do you regret bringing me back to life?

Arms outstretched

Back from the dead

Streetlights bursting overhead

Arms outstretched

Back from the dead

Streetlights bursting

Too feminine to function

A pile of bodies and a trail of destruction

I will let the light in

I will let some love in

I will be happy

It will be perfect

I will let the light in

I will let some love in

I will be happy

It will be perfect

I will let the light in

Arms outstretched, back from the dead

Streetlights bursting overhead

Arms outstretched, back from the dead

Streetlights bursting overhead

Arms outstretched, back from the dead

Streetlights bursting overhead

Arms outstretched

Arms outstretched

Streetlights bursting

Overhead

Overhead

Streetlights bursting

Overhead

Memory fails me, names and faces blur

There is only after or before

Am I so different?

Have I changed?

I do not recognise my face

The scar fades, it pulls inside tugging at me all the time

Chewing on a feeling and spitting it out

Crushed in a ballgown

Anxious and ashamed

The vague humiliations of fame

I do not find worthiness a virtue

I no longer try to be good

It didn't keep me safe, like you told me that it would

So come on tear me wide open

A terrible gift

Let the chorus console me

Sympathy magic

And a light coming in the window just so

And the wind through my fingers

The only God that I know

And it does not want me on my knees to believe

Head high, arms wide

Aching, aching, aching and alive and alive

So I don't have to be worthy

I no longer try to be good

It didn't keep me safe like you told me that it would

So come on tear me wide open

Till I'm losing my mind

Till I cannot contain it

La-da-la-da-da-da-da

So come on, come on I can take it

Give me everything you've got

What else, what else, what else, what else?

So come on, come on I can take it

Give me everything you've got

What else, what else, what else, what else?

Sympathy magic, sympathy magic

So come on, come on, I can take it

Sympathy magic

Sympathy magic

So come on, come on, I can take it

Come on, come on, come on

Sympathy magic, sympathy magic

So come on, come on, come on, come on sympathy magic

So come on, come on, come on, come on sympathy magic

I wanna call you on the telephone

I made a thousand people love me, now I'm all alone

And my resolve is sinking like a stone

What would I even say? I guess it's something that just never goes away

A crowd of thousands came to see me, and you couldn't reply for three days

'Cause I'm stupid and I'm damaged, and you're a disaster

When you walk into the room, oh, none of it matters

Oh, baby, I just buckle my resolution in tatters

'Cause I know it won't work, but make it ache, make it hurt

Keep me a secret, choose someone else

I'm still hanging off the buckle on your belt

The buckle on your belt

The buckle on your belt

The buckle on your belt

Then you close the door and leave me screaming on the floor

Oh, baby, I just buckle, I can't take it anymore

Let you walk all over me, honey

You make me think my therapy is a waste of money

Drinking it down, haunting your city

Falling for anyone awful who tells me I'm pretty

I blocked your number, but you didn't notice

Oh, God, I thought I was too

Old for this

I should be over it

I'm much too old for this

But I'm not over it

'Cause I'm stupid and I'm damaged and you're a disaster

When you walk into the room, oh, none of it matters

Oh, baby, I just buckle my resolution in tatters

'Cause I know it won't work, but make it ache, make it hurt

I'm not better than this, show me what I'm worth

Keep me a secret, choose someone else

I'll still be here hanging off, I'm hanging off

The buckle on your belt

Buckle on your belt

Buckle on your belt

Buckle on your belt

And the old religion humming in your veins

Some animal instinct starting up again

And I am wound so tightly, I hardly even breathe

You wonder why we're hungry for some kind of release

So tired of being careful, so tired of being still

Give me something I can crush, something I can kill

A lightning strike, a fallen tree

I'm not afraid, oh, don't let it find me

But you can't outrun yourself, you'll see

And I'm powerless, oh, don't remind me

And it's the old religion but the urge remains the same

Freedom from the body, freedom from the pain

And it's your troublеd hero back for season six

When it's at its darkеst, it's my favourite bit

And I am wound so tightly, I hardly even breathe

You wonder why we're hungry for some kind of release

Watch me crawl on hands and knees

And scratch at the door of heaven

A lightning strike, a fallen tree

I'm not afraid, oh, don't let it find me

But you can't outrun yourself, you'll see

And I'm powerless, I know and don't remind me

And it's the old religion humming in your veins

Some animal instinct starting up again

And I am wound so tightly, I hardly even breathe

You wonder why we're hungry for some kind of release

A lightning strike (And it's the old religion), a fallen tree

I'm not afraid, oh, don't let it find me

But you can't outrun (And it's the old religion) yourself, you'll see

And I'm powerless, oh, don't remind me

I sit in the salt water, call in a vision of my daughter

Light a candle, place my grief upon the altar

Bird in my hands, a flower, a song

I used to think I knew what sadness was

I was wrong

A piece of flesh, a million pounds

Am I a woman now?

A crescent moon, an apple sliced

Thick in the sky

The air smells of fruit and smoke

The season is ripe

I stay in the house, move the furniture about

Try and control what I can

And feel the world slip through my hand

You can have it all

You can have it all

Dug a hole in the garden and buried a scream

And from it grew a bright red tree

Shining with jagged leavеs

And when the wind blows, you can hear it

Dug a holе in the garden and buried a scream

And from it grew a bright red tree

Shining with jagged leaves

And when the wind blows, you can hear it

You can have it all

You can have it all

(You can have it all)

A piece of flesh, a million pounds

Am I a woman now?

(You can have it all)

Tree grows tall, can't cut me down

Am I a woman now?