Last call at the hospital
you slept through it all
and these four walls warn you that your
surgery it might not
be the key to fix the memory
of you and me
doctor i dont know what I've done
theres more to this than my
ex-love and my ex-limbs could ever in my life begin to
explain every time i think of her
and what went on that night
i dont see it, instead i hear it
a song so awful and so perfect
Last call at the hospital
you slept through it all
and these four walls warn you that your
surgery it might not
be the key to fix the memory
of you and me
doctor i dont know what im gonna to do
i need this song to be
shouted out and to be heard by
every one its like each word and
every chord refuses to be ignored
this is bigger than me but with
no hands and even less skill i
dont know how it ever will come out
doctor i think its her i hear
its always been but if
this pain can be arranged
in such a way it could bring out beauty then
well, who am i to stop it
ill bring her back and i
wont stop until its done
until this nightmares undone
i need her
Last call at the hospital
you slept through it all
and these four walls warn you that your
surgery it might not
be the key to fix the memory
of you and
of you and me
i need her
i need this
the saddest songs can sing themselves
we just sing along
so if thats the answer
then the question is the trigger
and im just a firing pin
yeah im just a messenger
so if thats the answer
then the question is the trigger
and im just a firing pin
and im just a messenger
doomed to detonate in delivery
Last call at the hospital
you slept through it all
and these four walls warn you
that your surgery it might not
be the key to fix the memory
of you and me
(last call at the)
of you and me
(hospital you slept through it all)
and these four walls warn you
(that your surgery it might not
be the key to fix the memory)
of you and me
of you and me
