Verse 1

You found me behind the old church door

With a busted coat and a heart at war

You took the match from my shaking hand

And drew a map through the ruined land

Pre-Chorus

I had a mouth full of rust and blame

You said my real name just the same

Chorus

If the grave comes calling, I’ll answer late

I’ve got your picture taped to the gate

Let the whole dead town hear me promise true

I’d crawl through hell just to get back to you

Verse 2

Your red scarf hung from the kitchen chair

Like a little flag saying you were there

We counted coins for a one-way train