The Tender Box
Mister Sister
Hey sister, can you feel my soul runs free?
Destruction breaks the core, taking toll on me
Life stings with circumstances
Cheating death romances me

Hey mister, did you miss your chance to see some truth?
Have you misplaced your identity?
You've searched for all the action
Where the dead can dance and sing

Hey sister, I can see your soul runs free
Enticing with devices and violent means
Seducing with attraction, shooting down
Attacking me

Hey mister, take a good look around and see
You've sold your soul for love when the price was free
Left bleeding, bruised and blistered
Looking back at history

She goes wild
He goes wild
We go wild
We've gone wild