Guitar Song
When I lose my friends
You're lying on my bed
When my world ends,
You give me something to beat it for
But I never made love like this,
Your metal hairs touch these calloused hands
You gave me an output
You gave me a reason
You gave me my freedom
To give a damn, About these calloused hands
When I lose my friends
You're lying on my bed
When my world ends,
You give me something to beat it for
But I never made love like this,
Your metal hairs touch these calloused hands
You gave me a warning
All your mysterious glory
God what a good stupid story
Like I give a damn, about these calloused hands
When I lose my friends
You're lying on my bed
When my world ends,
You give me something to beat it for
But I never made love like this,
Your metal hairs touch these calloused hands
Thank You
Thank You
Thank You
For putting life into
It's an hour past midnight
Sometimes I wonder if I might
Sometimes I wonder if I might
Just give a damn, about these calloused hands