I’ll sing you a song from the front line,
I’ll sell you my soul for a lead coin
Don’t have a god? Doesn’t matter
Don’t have a gun? Doesn’t matter
I’ll give you a taste of a goodbye,
I’ll save you a kiss, I don’t know why
You know how it ends? Doesn’t matter
You wanna pretend? Doesn’t matter
Some tired, bitter crow
Who sold you long ago,
Who promised something else…
Something about true love
Something about true love
Something about true love
I’ll paint you a rose in the night sky,
I’ll build you a home in the summertime
You don’t wanna live? Doesn’t matter
You don’t wanna give? Doesn’t matter
I’ll bury the bones in the backyard,
A picture to frame of the old car
It ran out of gas? Doesn’t matter
You thought it would last? Doesn’t matter
Some tired, bitter crow
Who sold you long ago,
Who promised something else…
Something about true love
Something about true love
Something about true love
But God,
I can’t esape,
This is my home now…
I’ll sing you a song from the front line,
I’ll sell you my soul for a lead coin
You don’t wanna live? Doesn’t matter
You don’t wanna give? Doesn’t matter
