the day you walked away i layed here bleeding
while you were feeding on your loss of feeling,
through nites of sitting staring at the ceiling,
and i was always praying for your healing
every time you run away,
I've got to say just wait for daylight
so much blood for such a little body,
i'm trying to remind you of all that you?­ve forgotten
you won't look back,
but there's blood on the tracks
and you won't feel your rope end until your neck snaps back
there's blood on the tracks