Oh, you and I brother and sister should try
But who are we fooling with our foolish lives
We blunder and stumble with arrogance blind
Convinced that our living will be worth our lives

But there are eyes upon us
Eyes upon us
Those eyes belong to the grave

I stand here above you and play out the night
My f‌ingers on nickel strings, my lips on the mic
If you keep staring at me, I think that I might
Mistake you for salvation and give you a try

But there are eyes upon us
Eyes upon us
Those eyes belong to the grave
And I'll keep you honest if you keep me honest
One day we both can be saved

Preachers are building their mansions for saints
They're boarding the windows and closing the gate
To lock up their Jesus with the money they've made
Bring out the sinners to watch their parade

But my eyes are now broken, unable to stand
I'm seeing gold-plated liars with bloody red hands
They're af‌ire in the pulpit, while out in the street
I'm a sinner with the sinners and we only repeat

There are eyes upon us
Eyes upon us
Those eyes belong to the grave
And I'll keep you honest if you keep me honest
One day we both can be saved