Texty: Hell Is For Heroes. The Neon Handshake. Sick/Happy.

I tried to drown in your flame
somehow i let the fire escape
and i can only blame myself
a rubber soul is hard to sell
you pull me in and push me out
you tie me up and tie me down
you give me space, i?m locked in chains
i want your fire, i need your faith

you always knew just what to say
never misspoke a single word
i pleaded guilty once again
so hand me down...
my sentence now
i am condemned
the victim and the criminal
i?m on knees in silent prayer
for one last touch..
my
twisted valentine
when every second lasts a thousand years
and every shot glass holds a million tears
and every race ends in a brand new day
there?s no soul left but you can take some heart!