Roll me over next to the wall You and I in the bed might lie And you and I in a bed might lie A noblemen's fair daughter Came down a narrow lane. And met with Captain Wedderburn, The keeper of the game Now my pretty fair miss If it wasn't for the law,

I never wanna let it go I-I-I-I still got a fire in me I was a spark in the night but you drown me out 'Cause I still got a fire in me So I'll take the walls I'm inside and I'll burn them down Never gonna let you go I'm never gonna let you go I'm

They build it up just to burn it back down They seem wild but they are so tame Let's go downtown and watch the modern kids Let's go downtown and talk to the modern kids They will eat right out of your hand Using great big words that they don't understand

You've given up on us Just another empty promise by those I love You've taken all I've made and all I've become Pushing me down flat on the ground trying to escape the pain I needed you to meet me half way But I'm left abandoned with nothing more to say

Let it burn Gotta let it burn When your feeling ain't the same and your body don't want to But you know gotta let it go 'Cause the party ain't jumpin' like it used to Even though this might bruise you Deep down you know it's best for yourself but you

Here I am, baby, Come and take me, And if you've been doin' lovin' with me, Come and take me. Here I am, baby. I can't believe that it's real, The way that you make me feel. A burning deep down inside, A love that I cannot hide.

Standing in a hurricane Come a little gamma ray Like a refugee From the houses burning Calling your name Trying to hold Hold out for now With these ice caps Melting down

Let me love you Don't you give up, nah-nah-nah I won't give up, nah-nah-nah Never let you go, never let me down 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

I drive your truck Every back road in this town I find a field, I tear it up I roll every window down and I burn up Till all the pain’s a cloud of dust Yeah, sometimes I drive your truck Eighty-nine cents in the ash tray Half empty bottle of Gatorade

I've died one million times now I'm buried in the pavement. Lying face down, everything went black before I even closed my eyes And you will never know what hate is To feel your insides burn away and want to end your life to numb the fucking pain So let