In Years To Come

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