Let me love you Never let you go, never let me down Don't you give up, nah-nah-nah I won't give up, nah-nah-nah Heaven's a heartbreak away Driving the edge of a knife Oh baby, baby I used to believe We were burnin' on the edge of somethin' beautiful

Do do do do dodo do But now it's full of evil clowns It's time to start the countdown I'm gonna burn it down down down This used to be a fun house I'm gonna burn it down Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, fun I dance around this empty

The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold I see your lips, the summer kisses The sun-burned hands I used to hold Since you went away the days grow long And soon I'll hear old winter's song But I miss you most of all my

It's like water under bridges That have already burned Somebody told me "Get over it" Do you remember The days we used to spend? Memories so strong It keeps me from moving on

When the Whiskey used to burn Back when I could still feel my broken heart When the Whiskey Used to burn Looked in the mirror today Found my first line on my face You know you really don't know how to take Watching your whiskers turnin' gray So I closed

I've taken the breath out of everything they believe I've collapsed its lungs, calloused its heart Sucked the life out of this, for all of Sunday to see, for all of Sunday to see Preaching to the deaf and blind, no one sees my effort No one gets the

Let me love you Never let you go, never let me down Don't you give up, nah-nah-nah I won't give up, nah-nah-nah Heaven's a heartbreak away Driving the edge of a knife Oh baby, baby I used to believe We were burnin' on the edge of somethin' beautiful

The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold I see your lips, the summer kisses The sun-burned hands I used to hold Since you went away the days grow long And soon I'll hear old winter's song But I miss you most of all my

The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold I see your lips, the summer kisses The sun-burned hands I used to hold Since you went away the days grow long And soon I'll hear old winter's song But I miss you most of all my

I met up with the king He confessed his body was burning His body had begun to rot And he said don't think less of me I'm still the same man I used to be But no one believed him No one believed him I once knew a pretty girl And she was in love with the