Morning came to you
An open letter
Reading back to sender

There's nothing I can do
I'm a fraud
A chemical reporter

Fallen angel on the run
In the crossfire
Ready to deliver

Brace yourself
I know he's back in town
To collect the debts
And size you down

There's only so much I can do
I'm a wreck
A tired operator

Fallen Speaker of the House
In the crossfire
Calling back to sender

Brace yourself
I know you're back in town
The souls you collect
Will drag you down

Brace yourself
I know you're back in town
The souls you collect
Will drag you down