Drunk With The Only Saints I Know

Drunk with the only saints I know, everyone wearing their halos
This is how we look when we die
Decorations on the tables, X-marks over our eyes
Clouds the faces of all the ones you love

Think about how your friends are
All the people who you'll ever do wrong
Just because they'll love you anyways
Doesn't mean they forget everything you say

I'm not so sure about anything
I never stop and think about anything at all
I'm not so sure about anyone
I never stop and think about anyone at all
This is how we all look when we die
Maybe she'll be crazy
And say that we're all just assholes
With our heads resting on the bar
Halfway home we'll have our halos on

Maybe she'll be crazy
And say that we're all just assholes
With our heads resting on the bar
Halfway home we'll have our halos on

Maybe she'll be crazy
And say that we're all just assholes
With our heads resting on the bar
Halfway home we'll have our halos on

Maybe she'll be crazy
And say that we're all just assholes
With our heads resting on the bar
Halfway home we'll have our halos on

Maybe she'll be crazy
And say that we're all just assholes
With our heads resting on the bar
Halfway home we'll have our halos on
This is how we all look when we die
This is how we all look when we die
This is how we look when we die