Now take it down
Don't you let those tears quench the thirsty ground
And don't you be so scared that you can't make a sound
Make a sound for me
Well if you take my hand I'm gonna get you outta here
The crush of bottles breaking and the swinging chandelier
In a round of bullets the bloodhounds know
I saw the midnight come and I watched her go
Boy don’t call me up quickly on the phone
It’s been five nights since I’ve heard the tone of your voice
You were a tike, everything’s alright
But we both know, we both know that it’s not
And it’s far from ever being good again
But I’m gonna love you forever
If you come back I’ll take you back in baby
Back in baby
Back in… back in…