Mother Mary takes your hand As you hit the witness stand Not 'cause she wants to Not 'cause she wants to Color made in monochrome Somewhat made up horoscope Call her maiden, mother, crone And make your wishes Off corn, now we're sitting in the theater Loose change, yeah, we put it in the meter But not 'cause we want to Not 'cause we want to Color made in monochrome Somewhat made-up horoscope Call her maiden, mother, crone And make your wishes I'm falling to pieces (Falling to pieces) Falling to pieces every time I'm falling to pieces (Falling to pieces) Fall into pieces and unwind Pieces, pieces Mother Mary takes your hand As you hit the witness stand Not 'cause she wants to Not 'cause she wants to Not 'cause she wants to Not 'cause she wants