Untitled

At the end of the road

Holding

Red rose's

Blood stains on your hand

I can't seem to slow you down

I put a bullet in your head

I'm at the end of the road and God only knows

And I think it's safe to say

From this day I'll be on my way

At least I think that's what she said

At the end of the road

Holding

Your roses

Blood stains on my hands

I can't seem to slow you down

Now my face is turning red

I'm at the end of the road and God only knows

And I think it's safe to say

That I'm over here and your over there

Because you're buried in the shed

[Interlude] , rythym guitar and tribal drums

thats what she said

That's I'm better off dead

And it's safe to say

That I'll be on my way

At the end of the road