The Pains of Being Pure at Heart - 103 Lyrics

You can pray all day to Satan
You can drive pretty fast
You can drink with your prescriptions
But it never comes to pass

And I know you don't believe me
But you're gonna see, yeah, you're gonna see
One hundred and three

You can make marks with your razor
You can choke out on the time
But do you feel a sense of failure
When you just can't end up dead?

And I don't think you'll believe me
But you're gonna see, yeah, you're gonna see
One hundred and three

Said, "How can I get it through to you?"
I just don't think your death wish
Is gonna come, is gonna come true