Walked home with a stick in my side
Every step i take awaits another sharp surprise
Only way is to make it to the parking lot
Keys in hand, but i know this car won't start
And i know that
I wouldn't care if you drowned tonight
And i hope that
My words will drown you out tonight
Hope is gun
Let it go
Let it fire
My finger slipped
As i pulled on the trigger
The warmth of lights
As your body expired
I wont be so easy to pull away
As your body expires
For words
That dangled on a string
To the letters that create names
Oh, you'll throw away
Hope is our home
Your all just a number
Hope is our home
Your all just a number.