48 Hours

Held them hostage
You cried «Let those people go!»
On the TV
Didn’t even make the shot
On the weekend
Burn a house on every block
Put on the record
Where the music fades to nothing
I’m gone
Was it the fear of the roar and the oncoming headlights?
Was it the weight of the sky on a moonless midnight?
Walk tall like a man’s supposed to (x2)
Be a hero
To a crowd of empty bottles
You broke your own heart
But you can always find another