You're still my everything it might
Feel like I'm wasting my time
But I'd give you anything
And if I have to say this one more time
Someone's gonna get hurt
So tell me what you want from me
I'm left staring at these empty sheets
I know I told you the last time
Was the last time
And now you're hearing it all again
I can't believe that you believe in me
And you see something in me no one sees
You somehow deal with my lifestyle
And I'm always coming home
(coming home)
And to your bed
I hear your heart
And it sounds the bells of war
Another pointless meeting
With another fucking band whore
Another month I'm leaving
On another tour
I hear your lungs breathing
And it means so much more
So tell me what you want from me
I'm left staring at these empty sheets
I know I told you the last time
Was the last time
And now you're hearing it all again
I hear your heart
And it sounds the bells of war
Another pointless meeting
With another fucking band whore
Another month I'm leaving
On another tour
I hear your lungs breathing
And it means so much more
(You're still my everything)
You're still my everything it might
Feel like I'm wasting my time
But I'd give you anything
And if I have to say this one more time
Someone's gonna get hurt
Writer(s): Mark Edward Castillo, Brendan Alexander Macdonald, Matthew Robert Bruso
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