歌詞

I thought about you first amidst that tragedy

And maybe that says a lot about me

I wanted to write and say you'd give me hope

But when I wrote it all out, the pencil lead broke

No love survives in this awful place

Evil opens its eyes and it's got no eyes

Not even the dead make it out alive

Because of the strength of the grip of the hands all trying to turn back time

I sat down to write you this letter

But instead I just broke down and cried

The kind of strength that you hope makes you better

But it just leaves you wishing you were one of the millions who died

Some kids ran across the road screaming

Because the bottoms of all of their feet

Were all red and blistered

And innocently scorched by the heat

No goodness shows its head around here

Cries for help fall on deaf ears

Toast, now buttered and jammed, falls face down

And turns to black on the burning ground

I sat down to write you this letter

But instead I just broke down and cried

The kind of strength that you hope makes you better

But it just leaves you wishing you were one of the millions who died

You feel your heart beating out your skin

At least that means there's skin to live in

You're not dying crucified on a black wave of fire

To history goes the most victorious liar