The more complete/correct lyrics:
He brought a rose in his hand
(He brought a rose in his hand)
'n said "Boy, I'll make you a man”
Said , "Boy I'll have you know that
Nobody will believe
(or) Figure it out
Figure it out"
He fingered me out
( yeah) Nobody hears to speak
You'll figure it out
He fingers me out
I'm figurin' out that
I'm just a brick in his wall
Yeah, when the finger you point at me can finally find you
Yeah, then the finger you've flown in me will find the pilot
With violence
But I'd find that...
Hating you was easy 'cause "your bud " was growing
Back home in the room
I'd find me a 12 gauge brother
With the power over you
I start to think that
(if) Nobody seems to care
(cuz) Nobody else was there
Then no one will think it’s me
Cause the secret was something that "us friends" could keep
But then I'd built up my wall
Thinkin'
Yeah, well that the finger you'd point in me will finally find you
Yeah, cuz where you'd planted your seed you'll see you'll find your harvest
Oh, don’t do this to me
Oh, cuz there is no need
Oh, don't do this to me, oh
Oh, cuz there is no need
For violence
With silence
So when the lights went out in Texas
You arose from how it turned you on for one last time
To bite your lip and bring up the rose to his room
(The incense sweet would make complete memories of you)
(But you 'd find)
You'd have to turn up his face when you did this
But when you made him eat from the bleeding where you tear at him
He'd make his plan and try to stare up at the moon
His vengeance sweet must be completely made by you
(But he'd find)
To kill you then was too difficult
So he would take on a job with that prison down in Huntington
The foster kid
Had found him a friend and a room
All circuits need be complete, this one waits for you
So when the lights go down in Texas
Well, you can say the rose has turned you on for one last time
Just bite your lip
And close your eyes in his room
The incense sweet will make complete memories of you
(And you'll find)
You'll have to burn off his face to forget this
And just to make amends with the demons that still tear at him
Calytus is his offering to the moon
A bitter-sweet Meat-potpourri memory of you
The more complete/correct lyrics: He brought a rose in his hand (He brought a rose in his hand) 'n said "Boy, I'll make you a man” Said , "Boy I'll have you know that Nobody will believe
(or) Figure it out Figure it out" He fingered me out ( yeah) Nobody hears to speak
You'll figure it out He fingers me out I'm figurin' out that I'm just a brick in his wall
Yeah, when the finger you point at me can finally find you Yeah, then the finger you've flown in me will find the pilot With violence But I'd find that... Hating you was easy 'cause "your bud " was growing
Back home in the room I'd find me a 12 gauge brother With the power over you
I start to think that (if) Nobody seems to care (cuz) Nobody else was there Then no one will think it’s me Cause the secret was something that "us friends" could keep
But then I'd built up my wall Thinkin'
Yeah, well that the finger you'd point in me will finally find you Yeah, cuz where you'd planted your seed you'll see you'll find your harvest
Oh, don’t do this to me Oh, cuz there is no need Oh, don't do this to me, oh Oh, cuz there is no need
For violence With silence
So when the lights went out in Texas You arose from how it turned you on for one last time To bite your lip and bring up the rose to his room (The incense sweet would make complete memories of you) (But you 'd find)
You'd have to turn up his face when you did this But when you made him eat from the bleeding where you tear at him He'd make his plan and try to stare up at the moon
His vengeance sweet must be completely made by you (But he'd find)
To kill you then was too difficult So he would take on a job with that prison down in Huntington The foster kid Had found him a friend and a room
All circuits need be complete, this one waits for you
So when the lights go down in Texas Well, you can say the rose has turned you on for one last time Just bite your lip And close your eyes in his room The incense sweet will make complete memories of you
(And you'll find)
You'll have to burn off his face to forget this And just to make amends with the demons that still tear at him Calytus is his offering to the moon A bitter-sweet Meat-potpourri memory of you