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