You can't imagine how I hate this Put the flowers you find in a vase Don't let them die on the vine, it's a waste There's a science to walking through windows I'm trying, but I've gone Through the glass again Just come and find me

I can pick up some wine I can pick you up in my pick-up truck And we can pick up right where we left off Ain't that what we both want Pick up the pieces girl It ain't that broke Pick up the past and just let it go Put down that over me Never wanna see me

How could you put us through it? How could you take his life away? (What made you think you had the right?) How could you be so full of hate? (To take away somebody's life) And when I heard you let him die Uncle Sam taught him to shoot Maybe a little too

No matter what We're gonna be the last ones standing I got your back I'll take a bullet for you if it comes to that I swear to god That in the bitter end I promise you this love will never die Until the bitter end I need you, right here

They deserve to die Violence is legitimate is causes such as this Cruel retribution is fitting Vengeance will be dealt out with ruthless iron fist Worthless filth receive no mercy Plans have been completed and the time is drawing near Punishment will be

It doesn't die, it only changes And love that's taken easy It has to hide in these exchanges Love that's given freely You are the model of your age Don't let the bastards take the stage They don't love you

Don't die young, don't get old Hey, gonna shine like gold Take every turn on the winding road Give me your hand, baby, don't let go They say there's a light at the end of the tunnel But we're living on sweet dreams and neon signs We can run but there

Hey hey hey, I'll be coming home to you You're the burning fire that my heart is beating to You're like red, white, blue, I'd do it all for you I'd fight a war and win it; you make me bulletproof I'll be your soldier Love, it's time to leave, I'm gone,

Adios rock band that we loved the most This is a toast to what you did And all that you were fighting for Who could do more when time marches on? Words come and go We will sing the melodies that you did long ago (Ooh) Let 'em fade Goodbye heroes, you had

With a too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa, with a too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa "O Mrs. McGrath," the sergeant said "Would you like a soldier of your son Ted? With a scarlet coat and a big cocked hat Now Mrs.