Bite the Bullet

The guests have gone
our hearts have beaten with the last song sung tonight
resilience running in our veins*
we＇re picking up the pieces as we watch them fall
like a cannonball
we watch you fall
bury me deep in this mausoleum
bury me to my neck so i can＇t feel my limbs
we＇re not going to make it
not this time
when you say that could you look me in the eye
let＇s paint this town in a sheet of red
and burn like passion in our hands
we＇ll burn with passion
we＇ll burn with passion
we＇ll burn
come on baby!
and just let it go