Wishing Well

And the devil's openin' up my skull
Reachin' on down to clutch my soul
I'm so heavy lyin' on the floor
Don't give a damn, baby, give it some more

Now get the fuck out and turn off the lights
No wait, come back I don't wanna fight
There's a rusty cage with a beast inside
He's grinnin' through the bars, but I don't mind

These streets will burn you alive
As if you're goin' through hell
Sometimes all that you've got
Goes down the wishing well
There's no silver lining
Hearts of gold they don't sell
When all that you've got
Goes down the wishing well
(Goes down the wishing well)

And the road up to paradise runs through hell
Don't hear, don't speak, never tell
'Cause the golden boys got you under his spell
And you crawl into the back seat ringin' a bell

And I told you, I told you, I tell you again
Someone's beginning is somebody's end
And the weight of the world and its original sin
Built this cage that holds you in

These streets will burn you alive
As if you're goin' through hell
Sometimes all that you've got
Goes down the wishing well
There's no silver lining
Hearts of gold they don't sell
When all that you've got
Goes down the wishing well

The finding, the losing
The joy left for the taking
The hunger, the loathing
A heart that won't stop breaking
The hunter, the prey, the one missed shot
Are sometimes all that you've got
And sometimes all that you've got
(Goes down the wishing, wishing well)

These streets will burn you alive
As if you're goin' through hell
Sometimes all that you've got
Goes down the wishing well
There's no silver lining
Hearts of gold they don't sell
When all that you've got
Goes down the wishing well

(The finding, the losing)
The devil's opening up my skull
(The hunger, the loathing)
Reaching on down to clutch my soul
(The hunted is hunting)
'Til the road up to paradise runs through hell
(And the finding is losing)
Don't hear, don't speak, never tell
(Don't hear, don't speak, never tell)