Hammer Strong

So hear, it's your last chance to apologize

For all the things I've done wrong

And all these lonely walks I walked alone

Went through all these terrifying nights I spent alone

And you know that if I had it all

Every breath of your whispers good night

I would trade it all

For the wind to sting our blood shot eyes

And sweep us off our tired feet

It spins us around so we can see

If we just walk in circles

It gets cold on the shore

And I'm not sure it gets much better where we are going

So buckle up lock

Your door because here on out I'm driving

And I've got the radio tuned to the last station you cried to

Well baby it gets warm tonight

Well baby it gets warm tonight

And then you say we'll bury the hatchet now

Well there's a soft spot in my spine

And you say we'll bury the hatchet now

Well there's a soft spot in your spine

With your fist, with your fists through these walls

And your bones, and your bones through flesh

Take a look at the mess; take a look at the mess we made

And you know that if I had it all

Every breath of your whispers good night

I would trade it all

For the wind to sting our blood shot eyes

And sweep us off our tired feet

It spins us around so we can see

If we just walk in circles

And you know that if I had it all

Every breath of your whispers good night

I would trade it all

For the wind to sting our blood shot eyes

And sweep us off our tired feet

It spins us around so we can see

If we just walk in circles