CHIODOS LYRICS

"Sunny Days & Hand Grenades"

The moonlight is calling your attention
And I don't think I can make a sound
The champagne is dry

I heard the cry of what might have been
The sun lights up the air like the stars in the sky
And you don't want to say a word
I'd rather show you what's on my mind

A stitch, a touch, a spit shine, a lemonade
On a sunny day, where the kids will go out to play

Shadows for suburban homes
I'm so scared of the things that I'll never know
I put all of my faith in a dial tone
They say they'll be there but you know they won't
You know they won't

The sunlight is demanding your affection
And my eyes won't leave the ground
The champagne is dry

I heard the cries from inside your skin
This yell lights up the air like a starlet when she dies
And you don't want to say a word
The eulogies are all mine

A snitch, a crutch, a weak spot, a hand grenade
On a sunny day, where the kids will go out to play

Shadows for suburban homes
I'm so scared of the things that I'll never know
I put all of my faith in a dial tone
They say they'll be there but you know they won't
You know they won't

Welcome to society's idea of a perfect family
With a love straight from a fairy tale
And two perfect little angels
Take a seat, sit right down, and welcome to all of the lies
The tension, the guilt, the hate, the unspoken misery
The cheating, faking, hiding, pretending
Neglecting the meaning, the fighting
The resentment, the drugs, the abuse
Have a seat, get uncomfortable, and enjoy the show

A stitch, a touch, a spit shine, a lemonade
On a sunny day, where the kids go out to play

Shadows for suburban homes
I'm so scared of the things that I'll never know
I put all of my faith in a dial tone
They say they'll be there but you know they won't
You know they won't

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Thanks to Joe for correcting these lyrics

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