Morning came to you An open letter Reading back to sender There's nothing I can do I'm a fraud A chemical reporter Fallen angel on the run In the crossfire Ready to deliver Brace yourself I know he's back in town To collect the debts And size you down There's only so much I can do I'm a wreck A tired operator Fallen Speaker of the House In the crossfire Calling back to sender Brace yourself I know you're back in town The souls you collect Will drag you down Brace yourself I know you're back in town The souls you collect Will drag you down