I want to take the bullet,
the one aimed straight for your heart.
I want to meet the wolves halfway,
and let them tear me apart.
But that's not the way they do it here.
I want to lay on the tracks,
Feel hot steal screaming at me.
Expose the bones on my back,
Let me show you what I mean.
Yeah, it's a diffrent kind of love.
I want to climb barbwire fences
and warm our hands in blood...
And this is my gift,
asking you to fix my ruined hands.
And it's a gift that keeps on giving.
It's a gift that keeps on giving.
It's a gift that keeps on giving.
It's a gift that keeps on giving,
and right now it's all I have to give.
I want to lay on the tracks,
Feel hot steal screaming at me.
Expose the bones on my back,
Let me show you what I mean.
I want to lay on the tracks,
Feel hot steal screaming at me.
Expose the bones on my back,
Let me show you what I mean...
I want to write the perfect song,
and play it just for you,
while you are tangled up in sleep.
I need you more than I'll ever know.
Until I stop breathing My lungs will take you for granted.