What Haunts the Heart

[Verse 1] You see that house, on that beautiful street? It’s tall and it’s clean, and impeccably neat? I tell you it’s haunted, it may not seem so, If you ventured inside and spied, you would know [Verse 2] The windows, they glimmer and glean, Catching the Sun with a slick-backed sheen, A flashy doorway, and a new coat of paint. Just enough to hide the haint. [Chorus] What haunts the hearts of empty men? What parts fallen, not rising again? The thing inside, it died long ago, But it’s not boarded up, no. [Bridge] But don’t look inside, don’t look within, Empty and bereft behind that grin, The cobwebs that even spiders left long ago, Because they know. Because they know. [Chorus] What haunts the hearts of empty men? What parts fallen, not rising again? The thing inside, it died long ago, But it’s not boarded up, no. But it’s not boarded up, no. [Verse 3] It may be a monster, greedy and needy,
As it grunts and hunts and swallows all--
Always fed, always filled, but never full. The shadow that looms down the dark hall. 
 [Verse 4] You see there, the chimney, rising up high? It pumps out foul vapors you can’t see with your eye, Inviting our hearts to die just like them, And leave nothing but tales all ghostly and grim. [Chorus] What haunts the hearts of empty men? What parts fallen, not rising again? The thing inside, it died long ago, But it’s not boarded up, no. No, no, no...it's ready to go... Ready to go... But it’s not boarded up, no. No, no, no...it's ready to go... Ready to go...