[00:16.76]you keep a bible next to your bed
[00:22.45]to burn the evil thoughts from your head
[00:28.37]count the good days one by one
[00:34.22]god, how wicked we've become
[00:39.30]if somebody's coming for me
[00:44.55]i'm ready to fight
[00:51.39]with clenched fists and broken teeth
[00:54.89]i've been up all night
[01:03.25]and if death is waiting for me
[01:07.59]i'm ready to go
[01:15.97]there's no heaven above me,
[01:19.84]no bitter end below
[01:39.75]your walls are filled with posters of girls you wish you knew
[01:46.17]sad songs on the record player next to you
[01:52.53]cut your hair off, change your name
[01:58.27]but inside, darling, you're still the same
[02:03.25]these needles in your bloodstream
[02:09.52]and bruises on your arms
[02:15.23]you're a pale white painter's canvas
[02:21.36]i've never seen a heart like yours
[02:27.43]i wrote your wedding song
[02:31.12]and watched her throw her bouquet
[02:39.58]i'd write my own funeral hymn
[02:43.73]and watch you dance all day
[03:15.61]there's no beauty in dying
[03:19.71]we just carry on
[03:27.12]all rivers drain to the ocean
[03:31.33]and all oceans bring us home
[03:39.44]we live in a world of street signs
[03:43.86]and traffic lights
[03:51.39]and words like "forgive me,
[03:54.63]nothing feels like home tonight."

you keep a bible next to your bed
to burn the evil thoughts from your head
count the good days one by one
god, how wicked we've become
if somebody's coming for me
i'm ready to fight
with clenched fists and broken teeth
i've been up all night
and if death is waiting for me
i'm ready to go
there's no heaven above me,
no bitter end below
your walls are filled with posters of girls you wish you knew
sad songs on the record player next to you
cut your hair off, change your name
but inside, darling, you're still the same
these needles in your bloodstream
and bruises on your arms
you're a pale white painter's canvas
i've never seen a heart like yours
i wrote your wedding song
and watched her throw her bouquet
i'd write my own funeral hymn
and watch you dance all day
there's no beauty in dying
we just carry on
all rivers drain to the ocean
and all oceans bring us home
we live in a world of street signs
and traffic lights
and words like "forgive me,
nothing feels like home tonight."