I want to take the bullet, the one aimed straight for your heart
i want to meet the wolves halfway, and let them tear me apart
but that's not the way they do it here
i want to lay on the tracks, feel hot steel screaming at me
expose the bones on my back, let me show you what i mean
yeah, it's a different kind of love
i want to climb barbed waire fences and warm our hands in blood
and this is my gift, asking you to fix my ruined hands
and it's a gift that keeps on giving, and right now it's all i have to give
i want to write the perfect song, and play it just for you
while you're tangled up in sleep
i need you more that i'll ever know
until i stop breathing, my lungs will take you for granted