• We're blowing our lives up,
    In the abscence of our fading color,
    You won't let them kill me,
    Because who would you run to then,

    The trees' leaves are falling,
    As my heart is breaking down tonight,
    I won't be answering this request,
    You disconnected your telephone line,

    So let me just lie here,
    And let me fade with the storm,
    The high tide is rising up and,
    The morning has begun to sing aloud,

    But I won't see the sunrise,
    In the middle of my final day today,
    Since I will be leaving you here,
    As I march onward to my resting place,

    Your sweet silence is broken,
    And my voice is growing long gone,
    Shoot them as they come to me,
    Leave me here tonight at my grave,

    Since I cannot trust in,
    These subtle lies that float off your lips,
    I'd run away to start again,
    But your love has broken my legs,

    I didn't ask you to hurt me,
    I let you do whatever you pleased,
    I prayed to God to kill me now,
    But he has left me alone here with you,

    Sinners will burn in the end,
    As heaven eludes my stretching hands,
    But it seems that this devil now,
    He won't be taking me either from this,

    As ashes rise up again,
    And the bible begins to smoke and burn,
    My lungs are filling now with dust,
    As my eyes begin to water, and you cry,