Last call at the hospital you slept through it all and these four walls warn you that your surgery it might not be the key to fix the memory of you and me
doctor i dont know what I've done theres more to this than my ex-love and my ex-limbs could ever in my life begin to explain every time i think of her and what went on that night i dont see it, instead i hear it a song so awful and so perfect
Last call at the hospital you slept through it all and these four walls warn you that your surgery it might not be the key to fix the memory of you and me
doctor i dont know what im gonna to do i need this song to be shouted out and to be heard by every one its like each word and every chord refuses to be ignored this is bigger than me but with no hands and even less skill i dont know how it ever will come out
doctor i think its her i hear its always been but if this pain can be arranged in such a way it could bring out beauty then well, who am i to stop it ill bring her back and i wont stop until its done until this nightmares undone i need her
Last call at the hospital you slept through it all and these four walls warn you that your surgery it might not be the key to fix the memory of you and of you and me
i need her i need this the saddest songs can sing themselves we just sing along
so if thats the answer then the question is the trigger and im just a firing pin yeah im just a messenger
so if thats the answer then the question is the trigger and im just a firing pin and im just a messenger doomed to detonate in delivery
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