Last at the hospital You slept it all And four walls warn you That surgery, it might not be the key To fix the of you and me
Doctor I don't know what done more to this than my Ex-love and my ex-limbs ever in my life begin to explain Everytime I think of her and went on that night I don't see it, i hear it A song so and so perfect
Last call at the You slept it all And these walls warn you That your surgery, it not be the key To fix the of you and me
Doctor I don't know I'm gonna do I need song to be shouted out And to be heard by Its like each word and chord refuses to be ignored is bigger than me But with no hands and even skill I know how it ever will come out
Doctor I think it's her I always been But if this pain can be In such a way to bring out Then, well, who am I to it? I'll bring her and I won't stop until it's done this nightmare's undone I her
Last at the hospital You slept it all And these walls warn you your surgery, it might not be the key To fix the of you and me
I her I need The songs can sing themselves, and just sing along So if death's the answer, then the question is the And I'm just the pin. Yeah I'm a messenger So if death's the answer, then the is the trigger And I'm just the pin. And I'm a messenger to detonate on delivery
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