Lyrics:

silver scents of Saint Augustinefire in the groundbetween my better teethwe're dancing on the poison in their graves
at the end of the nightwe'd all seen better daysi know you triedi know you're cursedi know your best was still your worst
when Hollywood was calling out your nameif i stayed behindwould you let your hair grow?i will forgetthe favors that you o
weI'm dreaming of car wrecks and thunderstorms brightlet's bury ourselvesand go haunt someone tonighti know you triedi kn
ow you're cursedi know your best was still your worstwhen Hollywood was calling out your nameSaint Augustine