It's last call at the hospital
You slept through it all
And these four walls warn you
That your surgery might not be the key
To fix your memory of you and me
Doctor I don't 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 don't see it
Instead I hear it as a song so awful and so perfect
It's last call at the hospital
You slept through it all
And these four walls warn you
That your surgery might not be the key
To fix your memory of you and me
Doctor, I don't know what I'm gonna do
I need this song to be
Shouted out and to be heard by
Everyone it's like each word and
Every chord refuses to be ignored
This is bigger than me but with
No hands (and even less skill) I
Don't know how it ever will come out
Doctor I think it's her I hear.
It's always been.
If this pain could be arranged
In such a way to bring out beauty then
Who am I to stop it?
I'll bring her back and I won't stop
Until it's done. Until this nightmares undone
I need her
It's last call at the hospital
You slept through it all
And these four walls warn you
That your surgery might not be the key
To fix your 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 I'm just a firing pin.
Yeah I'm just a messanger.
So, if thats the answer
Then the question is the trigger
And I'm just a firing pin.
Yeah I'm just a messanger.
Doomed to detonate in delivery.
It's last call at the hospital
You slept through it all
And these four walls warn you
That your surgery might not be the key
To fix your memory of you and, of you and me