Deacon Brody - Queen of Sound Lyrics

Six O'clock in the morning
You find yourself in another bed
The sun creeps through the window
And hits you on the wrong side of your head

Now you tell me that your hungry
Hungry for another heart
But the hole you made in the lining of your stomach
Stops the world long before it starts

You find your head wrapped up on the ground
You find your sense locked up in the lost and found
In your secret garden you're the Queen of Sound

Well I told you once
You always step too close to the edge
Did you ever stop to consider the consequences
Secrets hide but they always seem to reappear

You tell me that you love me
When I know you have no intentions for love at all
You would much rather have your hand held by your daddy
So when he trips, you're the first to watch him fall

You sit all high and mighty on your throne
On your head there rests your crown of stone
In your secret garden you're all alone
You're all alone

Well I told you once
You always step too close to the edge
Did you ever stop to consider the consequences
Secrets hide but they always seem to reappear