I'll Go Until My Heart Stops
BROCK NICHOLAS LINDOW, STEVEN MATTHEW HOLT, THOMAS DANIEL NOONAN
Between the seasons we find room
And I like the way your lips turned legendary
And I like the way the sun will come to light
But it won't be long until it's your very last goodbye
Decide to make it hard to find, but make it
And if you decide that you need a thousand heartaches
And into this hotel room was the greatest mistake
And I want this all to be just necessary
So when the darkness comes we won't need the light
But it won't be long until it's your very last goodbye
Decide to make it, between the seasons we find room
This is as real as it gets with weapons in hand
We opt to not lay down our guns
Between the seasons we find room to breathe out