Bite The Bullet

The  guests  have  gone

our  hearts  have  beaten  with  the  last  song  sung  tonight

resilience  running  in  our  veins*

we＇re  picking  up  the  pieces  as  we  watch  them  fall

like  a  cannonball

we  watch  you  fall

  bury  me  deep  in  this  mausoleum

bury  me  to  my  neck  so  i  can＇t  feel  my  limbs

we＇re  not  going  to  make  it

not  this  time

when  you  say  that  could  you  look  me  in  the  eye

let＇s  paint  this  town  in  a  sheet  of  red

and  burn  like  passion  in  our  hands

  we＇ll  burn  with  passion

we＇ll  burn  with  passion

we＇ll  burn

come  on  baby!

and  just  let  it  go