Hotel Books Van Nuys song lyrics

Every church has a steeple

and their own form of suicide,

and I'd like to think if I lived through the Bible,

Soon after, I would have probably died.

But I have no weapons, just a lot of ammunition

and the muddy waters I'm stepping in,

until you showed me my own wisdom.

I promised myself I'd never neglect another gray sky

take another trip to Van Nuys and stop at Best Buy

To see if the record I wrote has sold enough

for me to just fade out and let time pass by

And I don't know where I stand,

So I guess I'll just fall apart,

Because I know there's blood on my hands

if there's still hate in my heart.

I booked a flight back to Los Angeles,

I'll be back in the valley, I hope you can handle it.

Nothing says ‘I love you' quite like your iron fist

And I'm fine with it, as long as you're happy.

I guess there's a reason the artist is rarely in the painting

A self portrait is too personal to create for sustaining.

So where is God in this creation, other than our clouds?

This mystery we pray to, hoping it will water our grounds.

And I don't know where I stand,

So I guess I'll just fall apart,

Because I know there's blood on my hands

if there's still hate in my heart.

Let this song be a memorial, to when I knew who I was,

I'm picturing out my burial, but my heart is afraid of love,

I'm afraid of love.