Wee-

kend

wrec-

ker-

s

take

the

streets

With

a-

ban-

don

in

their

eyes

But

in

our

bed-

room

we're

blood-

shot

and

beat

And

ne-

ver

so

alive

And

I

know

what's

on

your

mind

God

knows

I

put

it

there

But

if

I

took

it

back

We'd

be

now-

here

You'd

be

now-

here

a-

gain

Now

look

at

you

all

torn

up

I

left

you

wa-

i-

ting

to

bleed

I

guess

the

truth

works

two

ways

May-

be

the

truth's

not

what

we

need

And

I

know

what's

on

your

mind

God

knows

I

put

it

there

But

if

I

took

it

back

We'd

be

now-

here

You'd

be

now-

here

a-

gain

But

in

my

cold

arms

You

don't

sleep

In

my

cold

arms

Your

fear

beats

In

my

cold

arms

You

stay