Ride through the streets smell the fog and the rain
Cold through my hands drive me home to the pain
Can't run anymore. I fall at your door
Scratch on the paper, mark down the lines
Letters to all of the fools in my mind
They're cold on my hands. So slowly they tear

So hold me down
Tear me away
Tear it away
So hold me down
Tear me away
Tear it away
Blood on the bar but the bottles on ice
No one to call through the haze and low light
Can't think anymore. I drink till I'm sore

So hold me down
Tear me away
Tear it away
So hold me down
Tear me away
Tear it away

La la, la la
So hold me down
Tear me away
Tear it away
So hold me down
Tear me away
Tear it away
La la, la la