Sans Faute - Young Lyrics

I'll take you home, and I'll wash your hair, and I'll cut your cloth
Winding down, the sheets are bare, lost in the froth

There's no room to sit and stifle air
Pillage through, sewing razors, pay the fare

Well, I don't know what the world is coming to
But I'll take your hand screaming red, black and blue
No I don't know what exists behind the pews
Someday we'll find out but right now all I need is you

Yeah sure they say, 'we'll fix this mess', clean barrels and bones
We've worked all night, we deserve to get some rest, but this place ain't our own

Slip sturdy hands through metal bars, they've left some hope
Fix your gaze upon my scars, this pride bears a trope

I'll muster up what's left in my veins
There was a time I was sure I knew your name

And I don't know what the world is coming to
But I'll take your hand screaming red, black and blue
No I don't know what exists behind the pews
Someday we'll find out but right now all I need is you