| When I got out of my car | 
| I stopped myself and thought about | 
| how unimportant locking the front door was seeming | 
| The only reason that I turned the lock and key | 
| was to protect the only living thing inside | 
| other than me | 
| And I’ll never get to see it again | 
| No I’ll never get to see it | 
| When I watched the others wait | 
| It made me shuffle in my seat | 
| and I felt like everyone around somehow related | 
| Not knowing eachothers names we gathered here to see | 
| if the ones that we’ve been waiting for would continue to breathe | 
| And I’ll never get to see it again | 
| No I’ll never get to see it again | 
| No I’ll never get to see it again | 
| No I’ll never get to see it again | 
| No I’ll never get to see | 
| That all this money doesnt matter | 
| when the money only pays | 
| for narcisistic medals | 
| we would kill for yesterday | 
| But this it has no price tag | 
| just a tag around the toe | 
| thats slowly going back and forth | 
| from warm to pretty cold | 
| And I’m never gonna see it again | 
| No I’m never gonna see it again | 
| No I’m never gonna see it again | 
| No I’m never gonna see it again | 
| No I’m never gonna see it | 
| Didn’t mean to talk about blood | 
| Didn’t mean to bother both of you | 
| Didn’t really need to say much | 
| Didn’t mean to talk about blood | 
| Didn’t mean to talk about blood | 
| Didn’t mean to bother both of you | 
| Didn’t really need to say much | 
| Didn’t mean to talk about blood | 
| Didn’t mean to talk about |